"I set off, off to kill the man I love."
— Richelle Mead (Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy, #3))

""can you read my mind now?" i asked ruefully.
"No, i can just read you. Finally. I can't belive how blind I was. I can't belive i never noticed. Victors comment... he was right."A flash of anger, both her feelings and he eyes hit me. "Why didn't you tell." She cried. "Why didn't you tell me you loved Dimitri!""
— Richelle Mead

"adrian will you shut the hell up for five seconds?!!!"
— Richelle Mead (Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy, #3))

"She turned back to the cards and tapped the Ace of Cups. "You're on the verge of a new beginning, a rebirth of great power and emotion. Your life will change, but it will be change that takes you in the direction that, while difficult, will ultimatley illuminate the world."
"Whoa," I said.
Rhonda then pointed to the Empress. "Power and leadership lie ahead of you, which you will handle with grace and intelligence. The seeds are already in place, though there's an edge of uncertainty-an enigmatic set of influences that hang around you like a mist." Her attention was on the Moon as she said those words. "But my overall impression is that those unknown factors won't deter you from your destiny."
Lissa's eyes were wide. "You can teel that just from the cards?"
...
After several moments of heavy silence, she said, "You will destroy that which is undead."
i waited about thirty seconds for her to continue, but she didn't. "Wait, that's it?"
...
Her eyes flickered over the cards, looked at Dimitri, then looked back at the cards. Her expression was blank. "You will lose ehat you value most, so treasure it while you can." She pointed to the Wheel of Fortune card. "The wheel is turning, always turning."

"~Rhonda, Rose, & Lissa~"
— Richelle Mead (Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy, #3))

"Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow.

Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations.

The same way old painters would sit in a tiny dark room and trace the image of what stood outside a tiny window, in the bright sunlight.

The camera obscura.

Not the exact image, but everything reversed or upside down."
— Chuck Palahniuk

"A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winter's tongue
Among the shadows
It rose like blackness
In the sky
That on volcano's
Vomit rise
A Stone of ruin
From burn to chill
Like black moonrise
Her voice fell still..."
— Robert Fanney

"The three cards were the Moon, the Empress, and the Ace of Cups. Ambrose leaned over my shoulder to peer at the cards. 'Ooh,' he said. 'Very interesting.'
Rhonda glanced up at him. 'Hush. You don't know what you're talking about.'

"~Ambrose & Rhonda~"
— Richelle Mead (Shadow Kiss)

"To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing -- the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again."
— Marilynne Robinson (Housekeeping: A Novel)

""Chasing stars and loose their shadow,
Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine,
So won't you fly with me?"
— Jonas Brothers

"May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns... and may the moonshadow never fall on you... "
— Robert Fanney

"When you have to jump, you jump."
— Brandon Mull

""I set off, off to kill the man I loved"
Rose Hathaway"
— Richelle Mead

"I am quite likely to re-act to the opposite extreme - to feel rapturously that the world is beautiful and mere existence something to thank God for. I suppose our 'blues' are the price we have to pay for our temperament. 'The gods don't allow us to be in their debt.' They give us sensitiveness to beauty in all its forms but the shadow of the gift goes with it."
— L.M. Montgomery (My Dear Mr. M: Letters to G.B. Macmillan from L.M. Montgomery)

""Well,"he said,"I dont believe that either."
"Believe what? That I messed up? Why not?"
"Werent you just listening? Isaw you in Spokane. Someone like you doesnt mess up freeze." Iwas about to give him the same line I had given the gaurdians, that killing strigoi didnt make me invinsible,but he cut me off:"Plus I saw your faceout there."
"Out.... on the quad?"
"Yeah," sevral more quite moments passed."I dont know what happened, but the way you looked...that wasnt the look of someone trying to get back at a person. It wasnt the look of someone blanking out of Altos attackeither. It was something driffrent....I dont know.But you were complety consumed by something else-and honestly? Your expression? Kind of scary."
"Yet....you arent giving me a hard time over that either."
"Not my business. If it was big enough to take you over like that, then it must be serious.But if push comes to shove, Ifeel safe with you, Rose. Iknow you'd protect meif there really was a strigoi there." He yawned. "Okay. Now that i have bared my soul,can we please go to bed?Mabey YOU dont need beauty sleep, but some of us aren't so lucky,""
— Richelle Mead

"things die but dont always stay dead"
— Richelle Mead

"Pritkin gave me a little shake and I eyed him without favor. The only other occasions when I had been dragged back in time, the trip had been triggered by proximity to a person whose past was being threatened.
“I have to tell you,” I said frankly, “if someone is trying to mess with your conception or something, I’m not feeling a pressing need to intervene.”"
— Karen Chance (Claimed By Shadow)

""Well,"he said,"I dont believe that either."
"Believe what? That I messed up? Why not?"
"Werent you just listening? Isaw you in Spokane. Someone like you doesnt mess up freeze." I was about to give him the same line I had given the gaurdians, that killing strigoi didnt make me invinsible,but he cut me off:"Plus I saw your faceout there."
"Out.... on the quad?"
"Yeah," sevral more quite moments passed."I dont know what happened, but the way you looked...that wasnt the look of someone trying to get back at a person. It wasnt the look of someone blanking out of Altos attack either. It was something driffrent....I dont know.But you were complety consumed by something else-and honestly? Your expression? Kind of scary."
"Yet....you arent giving me a hard time over that either."
"Not my business. If it was big enough to take you over like that, then it must be serious.But if push comes to shove, Ifeel safe with you, Rose. Iknow you'd protect meif there really was a strigoi there." He yawned. "Okay. Now that i have bared my soul,can we please go to bed?Mabey YOU dont need beauty sleep, but some of us aren't so lucky,""
— Richelle Mead

""Mom," said Peter, "nobody thinks you're a lackwit, if that's what you're worried about."

"Lackwit? In what musty drawer of some dead English professor's dust-covered desk did you find that word? I assure you that never in my worst nightmares did I ever suppose that I was a lackwit."

-Theresa Wiggin"
— Orson Scott Card (Shadow Puppets)

"'I love you' is what people say when they have run out of words and can't say anything else. It is like reaching out a hand in desperation. "
— Thomas Perry

""Ich hatte das gefühl, er hat in der Vergangenheit gelebt, eingeschlossen in seinen Erinnerungen, ganz für sich, für seine Bücher und in ihnen drin, wie ein Luxusgefangener."
"Sie sagen das, als beneiden sie ihn."
"Es gibt schlimmere Gefängnisse als Worte, Daniel.""
— Carlos Ruiz Zafón (The Shadow of the Wind)

"
"I set off, off to kill the man I love.""
— richell mead

"
Though no one notices at the time, in-loveness obliterates the humanity of the beloved. One does a curious kind of insult to another by falling in love with him, for we are really looking at our own projection of God, not at the other person. If two people are in love, they tread on star dust for a time and live happily ever after- that is so long as this experience of divinity has obliterated time for them. Only when they come down to earth do they have to look at each other realistically and only then does the possibility of mature love exist. If one person is in love and the other not, the cooler one is likely to say, "We would have something better between us if you would look at me rather than at your image of me."
— Robert A. Johnson (Owning Your Own Shadow: Understanding the Dark Side of the Psyche)

"He had once thought it was strange to have a friend you'd never met. Now it was even stranger, losing a friend you'd never really had"
— Tad Williams (City of Golden Shadow)

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"It will hurt." said Petra. "But let's make the most of what we have, and not let future pain ruin present happiness."
— Orson Scott Card (Shadow Puppets)

""She's in the Catskill," Shopie began, but Scathach reached over and pinched her hand. "Ouch!"
"I just wanted to distract you," Scathach explained. "Don't even think about Black Annis. There are some names that should never be spoken aloud."
"That like saying don't think of elephants, Josh said, "and then all you can think about is elephants."
"Then let me give you something else to think about," Scathach said softly. "There are two police officers in the window staring at us. Don't look," she added urgently.
Too late. Josh turned to look and whatever crossed his face--shock, horror, guilt or fear--bought both officers racing into the cafe, one pulling his automatic from its holster, the other speaking urgently into his radio as he drew his baton."
— Michael Scott

"This explosive psychological 'sneaking' occurs when a woman suppresses large parts of self into the shadows of the psyche. In the view of analytical psychology, the repression of both negative and positive instincts, urges, and feelings into the unconscious causes them to inhabit a shadow realm. While the ego and superego attempt to continue to censor the shadow impulses, the very pressure that repression causes is rather like a bubble in the sidewall of a tire. Eventually, as the tire revolves and heats up, the pressure behind the bubble intensifies, causing it to explode outward, releasing all the inner content.

The shadow acts similarlyY We find that by opening the door to the shadow realm a little, and letting out various elements a few at a time, relating to them, finding use for them, negotiating, we can reduce being surprised by shadow sneak attacks and unexpected explosions.
"
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés (Women Who Run with the Wolves)

"Where would your good be if there were no evil, and what the world look like without shadow?"
— Mikhail Bulgakov (The Master and Margarita)

"... und in der schwärzesten Nacht meines Lebens sah ich Sterne."
— Carlos Ruiz Zafón (The Shadow of the Wind)