What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?

The Nephilim - the bogeyman for monsters, and all those who could be monsters.

When the fey were worried, it was time to panic.

[Magnus] held on to the boy, newborn in grave dirt and blood, and he wished that he had found him dead.

El hambre agudiza el ingenio, ” said Raphael.Hunger sharpens the wit.“Good proverb, ” said Magnus. “However, like most proverbs, it sounds wise and yet does not actually clarify anything.

Raise your love, raise it high. Don't let the world and its circumstances make you hate.

I can be somebody's and still be my own.

One cannot lead well until one learns to follow well.

I am of the very last generation who didn't have computers at school. As we grow old we'll become something of an aberration.

I learned the hard way that people are quick to judge, will jump at the chance of a cheap ego boost at another's expense.

Be like the sun and meadow, which are not in the least concerned about the coming winter.

Love grew commendably dependable - love was eggs, love was ham, love was the morning paper.

Books, like proverbs, receive their chief value from the stamp and esteem of the ages through which they have passed.

Keep breathing. Just keep doing it. It's easy. In and out.

Marriage or non-marriage, good or evil, learning or ignorance, any of these is justified, if it leads to the goal.