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Start the evening looking for fun, end the morning begging forgiveness.
In Alex’s experience, the Almighty sides with the favourites, and once you’re hoping for angels to even the odds you’re proper fucked.
He had never had much patience for religion. What was it, really, but superstition with money?
No one wants to see doubts. You make your choice and live with it. Or die with it.
The word beware in bold type down her cheek. The word caution in large letters on each forearm, smaller messages pricked in other colours and languages around, and between, and inside the letters.
This is super cool, a known monster with no way to deal with it. You can only warn others by marking it
“Speak for yourselves,” said Balthazar. “I am one of the top three, possibly two, necromancers in Europe. Success leads to jealousy, of course, and jealousy to resentment, but people have no choice but to at least respect me.” “Point out one person who respects you,” said Princess Alexia. There was a silence filled only by the patter of rain.
He was quite the kiss-arse, but that’s monks for you. Pay a man to grovel to God three times a day and he’ll soon be grovelling to everyone.
cheap material strained across her chest to bursting. “God almighty,” he muttered, “what a pair.” She glanced up at him. “Of people!” he said, hurriedly. “You and I.” Making sure he was gazing purposefully off towards the dunes and not at all towards her overworked shirt. “That is the pair I was thinking of. We really should head on down the coast—”
For her, making a friend could take years, but new enemies popped up like mushrooms after the rain.
But if you wait till everything’s perfect, you’ll never do anything.
“Oh, I doubt it.” Baptiste blew a kiss to the crowds. “Happy endings are just stories that aren’t finished yet.”
Duke Michael smiled. “Show me a man who regrets nothing and I’ll show you a man who’s achieved nothing.”