Stygian (Dark-Hunter #27)

by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Though I am the one bleeding, I will not be broken.

For hate is a boomerang that once it’s cast out has a nasty way of coming back to the one who threw it, and more oft than not, it cripples the hand that first unleashed it.”

Damn them for what they think. For that is something you can never control or change. What you do have authority over is your own reaction to their spiteful words, and they have no value in your world unless you will it so. The only opinions that should ever matter to you are those of the people you love. The people you deem worthy of your concern. To the rest, close your ears and close your heart. Because if they don’t care what damage they do to your life, then you don’t care what damage you wreak to theirs.

Enjoy every breath you have, whether a handful or billions. You fight for every one. And when others seek to knock you down, you rise up and know that only you can defeat you. Never give anyone power over you, not for any reason.”

We are all damned from the cradle to the grave. Life isn’t for the meek. It’s for those too stubborn to give in.”

What a world it would be if others could look around for three seconds each day and realize that they weren’t the only ones in pain. That everyone suffered. If people would take a breath before lashing out and notice everyone who was in their line of fire.

Never harm a heart that loves you, for there are too many in this world that are out to cause you pain.

All marriages should have one good disembowelment in them. It set the tone for proper respect.

The worst of all the curses Zeus had laid at the bottom of Pandora’s box so that when she opened it, she would release into the world that one stupid thing that would make sure humanity carried on and kept going no matter what despair, degradation, and nightmare the gods heaped on them. So long as they had hope, they suffered.

Life is loss. It’s harsh and it’s pain. There are days when it seeks to drive us to our knees. When we’re left asking ourselves why we shouldn’t just slit the wrist and be done with it all.”

If you can’t live for those who love you, then live to spite those who hate your guts. Every breath you take is a spit in their eye. Savor it as such, knowing they begrudge you every intake that feeds your starving lungs.”

“What you call an overuse of profanity, I call sentence enhancers.”

It’s not fair that we’re forced to live without them while the world goes on, oblivious to the fact that it’s missing the most vital part of it.”

“Never look back. You can’t change what you’ve done. You can only change what you’re going to do. Pain is always all around us. It’s easy to become blind to it. But imagine all the times in your life when you were hurting and going through shit, if just one person had looked over at you and instead of kicking you while you were down, had said, ‘It’s okay. You’re not a bad person. It’s just a bad turn of the cards. You’ll get through it.’ Can you imagine what an incredible world this would be?”

That profound sense of loss that came the moment you woke up and knew for certain that all your hopes and dreams for tomorrow had become your yesterday.

“Are you sexually harassing me?” “And you better be glad I am ’cause that’s the closest thing to sex you’re getting until we get this matter settled.”

“Don’t make me rip out your esophagus and beat you with it.”