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"Morois are born..but strigois are made..!"
"The faery lords are immortal. Those who have songs ballads and stories written about them never die. Belief worship imagination we were born of the dreams and fears of mortals and if we are remembered even in some small way we will always exist."
"Then Tak looked upon the stone and it was trying to come alive, and Tak smiled, and wrote All things strive.And for the service the stone had given, he fashioned it into the first Troll, and delighted in the life that came unbidden."
"The beast who dreams of man and has so dreamt in running dreams a hundred thousand years and more. Dreams of that malignant lesser god come pale and naked and alien to slaughter all his clan and kin and rout them from their house. A god insatiable whom no ceding could appease nor any measure of blood."
"Come closer, my dears, let me give you a warning,Of the fate that befalls those who stay out past morning,In the darkest hours before the dawn,When witches roam and demons spawn,And children die with spirit gone,Magicked away in the gloaming."
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"Choices may be unbelievably hard but they're never impossible. To say you have no choice is to release yourself from responsibility and that's not how a person with integrity acts."
"In this world of numbness and information overload, the ability to feel, my boy, is a rare gift indeed."
"What a sad thing men are. Can't do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can't build something up without tearing it down."
"People see stories everywhere," Regine says. "That's what my father used to say. We take random events and we string them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true." She glances back at Seth. "We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy."
"HELP!I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out-..It's empty.Viola's breathing heavy in my arms .And Haven is empty.I reach the middle of the square.I don't see nor hear a soul.I spin around again."HELP! I cry.But there's no one.Haven's completely empty.There ain't hope here after all."
"And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say."
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