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"Whatever shred of hope he'd had for a future with her was gone. She still felt something for him, she'd admitted, but she would never trust him. She would always hate him for what he'd done.But he could do this for her. Even if he never saw her again, even if she abandoned her duties as King's Champion and stayed with the Fae in Wendlyn forever-as long as he knew that she was safe, that no one could hurt her... He'd sell his soul again and again for that."
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"Employment sells out the future life."
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"Love costs us much, but we still need it. Wisdom costs us much, but we still seek it. Faith costs us much, but we still practice it. Life costs us much, but we still desire it."
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"Love is always by definition a choice."
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"You have to lose something to gain anything."
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"More so God didn't choose to resolve the problem of the earth by sending PRAYERS but by sending his son."
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"Sacrifice precedes any success."
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"Just as God expressed his great love by giving his son to die for our redemption, so we will express our love for God by giving to others."
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"Be prepared to die to self and to give up everything for the Gospel's sake, even to give up the most precious thing you have, your life."
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"It is a clear gain to sacrifice pleasure in order to avoid pain."
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"To strategize a rescue mission irrefutably capable of saving every human being is leagues beyond our ability to comprehend, and enormous beyond any resource we possess to execute. And to embark upon just such a mission fully knowing that without our death the mission will fall to failure is bravery of the greatest sort imaginable. Yet, that is exactly what Christmas is."
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"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
"Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly."
Hope
"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
"There are different kinds of darkness, Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. "There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful. I pictured each. "There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good."
Darkness
"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
"I glanced at my mate- the male who had always presented me with a choice not as a gift, but as my own gods-given right."
Freedom
"I have no name," she purred. "I'm whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be."
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"She had awoken this morning and slipped the amethyst ring off her finger. It had felt liked a blessed release, a final shadow lifted from her heart."
Freedom
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