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"He holds her with the strength of a million-man army, but with all the tenderness of her heart lying naked in the palms of his hands."
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"Materialistic perception of life makes us spiritually shortsighted."
"Beauty is only there when you have the ability to see and appreciate it."
"Close your eyes to see the world with your imaginative mind."
"Light wears out the eyes but does not wear out the soul."
"Maya (deceit) means that one cannot see the nature of things as they are but sees them in a different form."
"We each project to others a reflection of the world which includes our choices of perception."
"If your life is founded on what you can see then your success will be insignificant and very brief."
"We do not actually know other nations, we only know our judgements."
"Sometimes, if you get too close to a subject you can miss what's most important."
"When someone picks the Gnani Purush's [the enlightened one's] 'pocket', how does the Gnani Purush'' look at it? "Very well! This amount is now credited to my account! Money spent for the home is money down the drain. How can anyone 'see' this [fact] with the narrow inner intent of 'mine and yours'? With an all encompassing [broader] intent, one will see 'as it is', that is called 'Gnan' [Knowledge]."
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"The truth, as much as people acted like they wanted to hear it, was sometimes too cruel and harsh."
"Shut the front door! Jenna exclaimed.Andrew disappeared into the foyer, and when he returned, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. 'The door is shut?"
"Her mum is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, when Summer exits. 'Gage left from here a few minutes ago, she says, tone neutral. 'His hair was ruffled. She gestures with her hand above her head.The haze Gage left Summer in vanishes. She frowns.Her mum sighs and steps forward. Smooths her daughter's hair. 'If he hurts you, she says in a mild tone, 'I'll kill him."
"The aftermath of bearing shackles is an exquisite devastation, fraught with the ravages of survival. Even though one is no longer held captive-be that from a person, a government, or one's inner self-the scars are deeply engraved into one's psyche, and there's no remedy for the soul. Many have the misconception that freedom equals happiness forever and ever.That's a wicked delusion."
"I think I found your vampire, Andrew said, except this time he wasn't so amused.However, Gabriella was, her smile huge as she laughed, the sound a trill in the densely packed cold air.'You think this is funny? The words came out surly, but Andrew couldn't stop his lips from twitching over her amusement.'I thought they'd be bigger, she said, stifling another round of giggles. 'Are you okay?'Just a flesh wound."
"Your hair is like butterflies, Sebastian said, giggling like a child.'That's nice, Firen said impatiently. 'Keep moving.'Fantastic. I always like my days better with a touch of insanity, Gabriella quipped."
"He's focused on something-or someone-over her shoulder.The harmonious warbling of the rainforest morphs into organized disarray, as if a primitive maestro has thrown conducting to the wind and let Mother Nature take over. Birds trill a warning as the breeze rustles the plant life. Wings flutter overhead. A crescendo of stridulation changes tempo, the insects seemingly performing a sonata as the rhythm shifts yet again.'What-who is it? Summer asks in a strained whisper.His gaze lands on her, his brows furrowing. 'The Forsaken."
"I'm not above using unsavory beings to kick the Gods' asses, but the Phantoms are too unpredictable for my taste, I said."
"At the sound of her name, Lucia's blue eyes honed in on me. She cocked her head to the side as if puzzled. 'Why me? she wondered.'Lucia, you exploded with power after Ehno was killed. I shot Ehno an apologetic look. 'I felt your sorrow before I even knew something was wrong. It hit me like a freight train of boulders. You made the sky rain fireballs with red lightning. Need I say more?"
"Death and his scythe do not come. No sweeping black capes or ethereal escapes. There's no pearly gate, no prisms of colors as his soul slips away. The stillness is cold steel. The silence is empty with no memory to mend it."
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