top of page
.png){kind=small}
"She should not remember what it was like to be free."
Standard
Customized
More
"To enjoy the beauty of the world, don't try to fit in. Try to fly out of your perceived boundaries."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Be as light as a feather and when they reach for you - you will blow right by their grip, you will effortlessly flow to safety."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Freedom gives you the air of the high mountains."
Author Name
Personal Development
"You need to break free from the chain of employment to fully utilize and discover your potential."
Author Name
Personal Development
"True freedom is a freedom with clear boundaries. True freedom understands the real essence of do's and don'ts. A freedom without restrictions that brings comfort is a freedom in chains."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Freedom of conscience does not mean being uncontrolled - we have to control ourselves and at times submit to others..."
Author Name
Personal Development
"None of us have true freedom because every one of us has to conform."
Author Name
Personal Development
"To live your life without oppression, making love the way you wish, loving those you wish to be with - is to live on the right of the spectrum."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Don't seek permission to be happy."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Liberty opens the door to possibility. Freedom gives us a chance to make that possibility a reality."
Author Name
Personal Development
More
"I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything I am."
Love
"Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside. Maybe someone who've been born whole and good would have put down the ash dagger and embraced death rather than what lay before me."
Identity
"That sounds a lot like, ' I have more secrets that I'm going to spring on you whenever I feel like stopping your heart dead in your chest."
Mystery
"She has the most delicious thoughts about you, Tamlin, he said. "She's wondered about the feeling of your fingers on her thighs-between them, too. He chuckled. Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. "I'm curious: Why did she wonder if it would feel good to have you bite her breast the way you bit her neck? "Let. Her. Go. Tamlin's face was twisted with such feral rage that it struck a different, deeper chord of terror in me. "If it's any consolation, Rhysand confided to him, "she would have been the one for you-and you might have gotten away with it. A bit late, though. She's more stubborn than you are."
Passion
"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."
Fantasy
"But they held tighter to each other, past and present and future; flickering between an ancient hall in a mountain castle perched above Orynth, a bridge suspended between glass towers, and another place, perfect and strange, where they had been crafted from stardust and light. A wall of night knocked them back. But they could not be contained. The darkness paused for breath. They erupted."
Memory
"The stag's enormous head turned slightly-toward the wagon, toward the small window.The Lord of the North.So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home, she'd once told Ansel as they lay under a blanket of stars and traced the constellation of the stag. So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are, and know Terrasen is forever with them."
Guidance
"To save the queen who held his heart in her scarred hands."
Devotion
"I'm not ill like that, she groaned. He sat on her bed, peeling back the blanket. A servant entered, frowning at the mess on the floor, and shouted for help."Then it what way?"I,uh... Her face was so hot she thought it would melt onto the floor. Oh you idiot. "My monthly cycles finally came back!His face suddenly matched hers and he stepped away, dragging his hand through his short hair. "I-if...Then I'll take my leave, he stammered, and bowed. Celaena raised an eyebrow, and then, despite herself, smiled as he left the room as quick as his feet could go without running, tripping slightly in the doorway as he staggered into the rooms beyond."
Behavior
"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."
Nature
bottom of page