Цитаты из произведения The Lost Sisters

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SeerDream

25 марта 2019 г., 22:56

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Пожалуй, я начну с истории любви. Хотя нет, скорее, это очередная страшная сказка. Кажется, обычно они и отличаются-то только концовкой.

CrazyMorkovko

8 декабря 2020 г., 21:51

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Sometimes it’s easier to be mad at the people close to us, than to be mad at the people who deserve it.

CrazyMorkovko

8 декабря 2020 г., 21:46

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Be bold, be bold, but not too bold, lest that your heart's blood should run cold.

nitanaell

2 мая 2021 г., 21:29

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“You promised—” he began, but I cut him off. “Not a marriage of a year and a day, either,” I said. “I want you to love me until you die.” He blinked. “Don’t you mean until you die? Because you’re sure to.” I shook my head. “You’re going to live forever. If you love me, I will become a part of your story. I will live on in…

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CrazyMorkovko

8 декабря 2020 г., 21:44

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Fairy tales are full of girls who wait, who endure, who suffer. Good girls. Obedient girls. Girls who crush nettles until their hands bleed. Girls who haul water for witches. Girls who wander through deserts or sleep in ashes or make homes for transformed brothers in the woods. Girls without hands, without eyes, without…

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nitanaell

2 мая 2021 г., 21:43

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If wishes were horses, my mortal father used to say, beggars would ride. Another one of those phrases that makes no sense until it does.

nitanaell

2 мая 2021 г., 21:24

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“Love is greedy,” Rhyia said, drawing her bow. She’d spotted a bird high in the trees and chosen it to be her quarry. Her words bothered me, although I suppose my love for Locke was greedy, too. But love was also transforming. I knew that from fairy tales. It could turn you back from a cat or a frog or a beast. Probably…

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nitanaell

2 мая 2021 г., 21:21

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My sister. My impulsive twin who seemed to be willing to make every stupid choice in the world. The one with the tale that was still unfolding.

nitanaell

2 мая 2021 г., 21:19

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Locke’s eyes were alive with interest. “Why are you looking at Jude like that?” I asked. “I can’t help it,” he said, never taking his gaze from you. “I’m drawn to trouble.”