Posts tagged #quotes
“Balter?”
“To dance—artlessly, with no grace, no skill, but always with enjoyment. All you have to do is ask. I will always be here to balter with you.”
Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies
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Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies
“What’s lagom?”
My hands fell to his chest, thrilled by his heart’s tempo. It matched mine. “Not too little. Not too much. Just right.”
I didn’t believe in perfect, but I believed in lagom.
It meant right, but not necessarily perfect.
And in a world filled with devious lies, it was a truth I latched onto.
(...) “Why not say perfect?”
I shook my head, appalled by the idea. “Perfection is unattainable. It’s stained by the suffering required to chase it. Perfect is something you think with your head. Lagom is something you feel with your heart.”
Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies
I was trying to think nice thoughts, I really was, because I could be too hard on people. Especially men. My Mam always told me I was too hard on them. She said that I had probably told my soul mate to go to hell at some point in my life. Seeing as he was too scared to disobey me, he probably did.
Bella Di Corte, Marauder
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Ah, but not all hearts are the same, darlin’. I don’t think yours is made of sunshine and rainbows. Princess bullshit, isn’t that what you said at the fair? I know yours is the exact opposite. Yours is a fortress. One that needs to be battled for. Bled for. Once inside, it belongs to whoever was smug enough to believe he could get past the gates.
Bella Di Corte, Marauder
I’d kept away from anything that caused highs and lows for all of my adult life, preferring to sail smoothly down comfortable lane. With my past, you didn’t have to be a therapist to understand why I’d take that route.
Vi Keeland, The boss project
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"If you want to be happy—you have to take chances. You have to open yourself up to getting hurt.”
“I’m scared to make a choice.” My voice cracks as I round the car into my neighborhood.
“You know what’s scarier?” she asks. “Not making one at all.”
L. J. Shen, Beautiful Graves
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But even love dies when you stomp on it enough.
Saffron A. Kent, Bad Boy Blues
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