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81 " Ogvald attempted to eat a rack of ribs whilst being serviced by three of his favorites simultaneously. Sadly, the feat required rather more coordination than anticipated, and unlike his concubines, the good king inhaled when she should have swallowed. "
― Jay Kristoff , Darkdawn (The Nevernight Chronicle, #3)
82 " A veces el pasado se resiste a morir. A veces tienes que matarlo tú. "
83 " Te amo, Mia. Amo incluso la parte de ti que me asusta. "
84 " Tu venganza es como los soles. Tan sólo sirve para cegarte. "
85 " I didn’t ask because it doesn’t matter. Whatever you did, you did it because it needed to be done. Remorse is for the weak, Mia. And regret is for cowards. Whatever you did then meant you can be here in my arms now. That makes it right. And I’m not about to let some bollocks about moons and suns take that away from us. "
86 " Si una asesina es lo que quiere, una asesina es lo que tendrá. "
87 " Ash wasn’t the kind to declare affections just to hear them parroted back. No insecurity. No bait. The girl knew how she felt, she trusted Mia enough to share it, and that was all there was to it. Mia liked that about her. "
88 " -Saber, no sabemos nada.-Sabemos que todas las historias terminan. "
89 " La sangre mancha más que el vino. Significa que la familia puede hacerte más daño que nadie, pero es sólo porque también importa más que nadie. "
90 " El miedo tiene sus usos. El miedo es lo que impide que la oscuridad te devore. "
91 " Besas igual que matas, Mia Corvere. Con sutileza. "
92 " Los muchos fueron uno. Y lo seran otra vez; uno debajo de los tres, para levantar a los cuatro, liberar a los primeros, cegar a los segundos y a los terceros. "
93 " Ella vestía la noche. Y toda la noche venía con ella. "
94 " Nada, nadie, ni los corazones rotos ni los sueños quebrados ni la simple tragedia de estar vida y respirar había bastado nunca para detenerla. "
95 " Dos chicas bajo una luna, un sol, una noche, un corazón. Todo en perfecto equilibro. "
96 " No nos elevan los relatos que leemos, sino los relatos que compartimos. "
97 " Fear was a poison. Fear was a prison. Fear was the bridesmaid of regret, the butcher of ambition, the bleak forever between forward and backward. Fear was Can’t. Fear was Won’t. But fear wasn’t ever a choice. To never fear was to never hope. Never love. Never live. To never fear the dark was to never smile as the dawn kissed your face. To never fear solitude was to never know the joy of a beauty in your arms. Part of having is the fear of losing. Part of creating is the fear of it breaking. Part of beginning is the fear of your ending. Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is. "
98 " Как говорится, меня не ебет, кто кого ебет. "
99 " And though you left me shattered, that does not make me broken. The pieces of me you left behind are sharp as knives. Sharp as truth. So hear it now, and know. "
100 " Fear was Can't.Fear was Won't.But fear wasn't ever a choice. To never fear was to never hope. Never love. Never live. To never fear the dark was to never smile as the dawn kissed your face. To never fear solitude was to never know the joy of a beauty in your arms. Part of having is the fear of losing.Part of creating is the fear of it breaking.Part of beginning is the fear of your ending.Fear is never a choice.Never a choice.But letting it rule you is. "