Reset, readjust, restart, refocus.As many times as you need to.
Just don't quit!
The couples that are meant to be, are the ones who go through everything that is meant to tear them apart, and come out stronger.
MermaidDiagram Comment.
The best lies were always mixed with truth.
I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.
To escape death, she'd become death.
But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.
We need hope, or else we cannot endure.
You said you didn’t care what I thought. Or what I did. Or if I died, if I’m not mistaken."“I lied! And you know I lied, you stupid bastard!
Everyone sounded the same when they died.
I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.
And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he’d done for me. For what I felt for him.
Some things you hear with your ears. Others, you hear with your heart.
The Court of Dreams.The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist's soul.
I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.
My name is Celaena Sardothien," she whispered, "and I will not be afraid.
I have no name," she purred. "I'm whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be.
I want to take my time with you - to learn … every inch of you. And this apartment has very, very thin walls. I don’t want to have an audience” he added as he leaned down again, brushing his mouth over the cut at the base of her throat, “when I make you moan, Aelin.
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds.
I'm not married,” he said softly, “because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.
I love you," I said, and stabbed him.
Where is Aelin. Where is my wife?
So I’m your huntress and thief?” His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.
Say it,” I gritted out.“The High Lord of the Night Court is your mate.
I found him carefully studying me, his lips in a thin line. “Has anyone ever taken care of you?” he asked quietly.“No.” I’d long since stopped feeling sorry for myself about it.
He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, “I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid.”I will not be afraid.A line in the burning brightness.My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius . . .And I will not be afraid.
He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. “I love you.
He moved to sniff some white-and-yellow flowers.A nightmare. This was a nightmare. “You can’t really like flowers.”Again those dark eyes shifted to her. Blinked once. I most certainly do, he seemed to say.
Not flowers—never flowers in Terrasen. Instead, they carried small stones to graves to mark their visits, to tell the dead that they still remembered.Stones were eternal—flowers were not.
Cauldron save you.Mother hold you.Pass through the gates, and smell that immortal land of milk and honey.Fear no evil.Feel no pain.Go, and enter eternity.
When your people are lying dead around you, don't come crying to me...
I have no regrets in my life, but this. That we did not have time.
Knowledge Strategy Execution
Motivation is a byproduct of action, not the catalyst for it.
Control your thoughts or your thoughts will control you.
Today is a new day. Stop living in the past.
Focus on the step in front of you, not the whole staircase.
You attract what you are, not what you want. If you want great, then be great.
Your goals should scare you a little and excite you a lot.
