Thursday, August 16, 2018 at 11:48AM
Drew Wolfe

Rae Carson

I love you the way a drowning man loves air. And it would destroy me to have you just a little.

I think sometimes when we find love we pretend it away, or ignore it, or tell ourselves we’re imagining it. Because it is the most painful kind of hope there is.

Honor from death,” I snap, “is a myth. Invented by the war torn to make sense of the horrific. If we die, it will be so that others may live. Truly honorable death, the only honorable death, is one that enables life.

I know you hate me. But don't let that make you stupid.

From the mouths of the innocents flows truth.

I don’t care if it’s Twilight or Fifty Shades or War and Peace - Never let someone make you ashamed of what you love to read!

A word is the only thing in the world made more powerful by absence than existence.

Given a choice between my life and yours, I will choose mine. Every time. Without hesitation.


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