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Pretty girl and all. Asking. Gotta love that. Stuff of heroes. Don't get the role too often.
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Cincinnati
Ohio
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Tuatha De do not walk the human realm alone. Actually, they don't walk alone much anywhere. Only the occasional rogue Fae will do so. Like yourself? Yes Most of my kind have no fondness for solitude. Those who walk alone are not to be trusted. Really, she said dryly. Except for me, he amended, with a faint, insouciant grin.
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There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them.
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It's a sponge and I'm a sponge and for a second there all our sponge parts are one and I don't just have square pants, everything about me is squarish because I'm part of a wall.
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Turn it off, Ryodan says without even looking at me. You're distressing Dani. No one distresses Dani but me.
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You are what you are. Find a way to live with it.
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Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.
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I lock eyes with my reflection and don’t look away. The day you look away you start to lose yourself. I’m never going to lose myself. You are what you are. Deal with it or change.
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Feelings, emotions - they are neither right nor wrong. They cannot be assigned a value. Feelings *are*. By labeling a feeling wrong, you force yourself to ignore that feeling. And what you most need is to feel it, let it burn through you, then get on with life.
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Dude, the bush is ready. Why you still beating around it?” “I’ve lived a long time, kid, and I’ve never heard anyone mutilate the English language quite like you.
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I'd gazed into the abyss and the abyss had gazed back, just like Daddy always said it would: You want to know about life, Mac? It's simple. Keep watching rainbows, baby. Keep looking at the sky. You find what you look for. If you go hunting good in the world, you'll find it. If you go hunting evil . . . well, don't.
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Time heals. No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
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Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.
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He'd surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, not born.
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Using your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody.
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So how did he look at me? Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.
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You have splendid breasts, lass, he purred, cupping the plump mounds. Splendid, he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them. -Drustan to Gwen
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He knows what I'm thinking. Always. We're connected. The atoms between us ferry messages back and forth.
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He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.
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