Alexia D. Miller > Alexia's Quotes

“Baby, it's all just smoke and mirrors,
Since you left me in choke and shivers.
Baby, it's all just crashing down,
Since you let me down.
Baby, it's all just wanting you around,
Since you turned swound.
Baby, it's all just hopeless,
Since you went headless.”
― hareem ch, Muse Buzz

“Maybe we have very high expectations from the people we love, we think they’ll never make a mistake, or they’re somewhat an angel. We start to praise them, consider them our possessions, and make them a reason that would satisfy our egos. There’s no room left for respecting them as humans or the differences we have. But when we see them leaving us into our unhealthy patterns, then we realize what we had been doing or treating them for a while. Sounds selfish, no? At the end of the day, we care about ourselves only. We care because we won’t be able to live without them.
Humans are complicated, no doubt.”
― Hareem Ch, Breaking a Pledge

“Grace was sure that if there was such a thing as fate, she was horrendously doomed to repeat the same one until the end of time.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“Clothes, hair, and skin. They were such small components of a person and yet, in True's experience, not much mattered more to most of the people she met. Being Young or old didn't save you from judgment. The red-headed girl stuck out, a rose in a field of white lillies.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“Clothes, hair, and skin. They were such small components of a person and yet, in True's experience, not much mattered more to most of the people she met. Being young or old didn't save you from judgement. The red-headed girl stuck out, a rose in a field of white lillies.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“She didn't say so aloud, but True thought that maybe all the things she started to forget as the days passed by were only a dream away. She believed that maybe with her photo near her head, it would attract her memories of her mother like a wish to a well. That if she were lucky enough, every night those photos would make the memories of her mother that much harder to forget.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“Her Aunt Rose lightly grabbed hold of True’s hand and kissed the back of her palm. “She loved you more than anything in the world and you did her. Just the way it is supposed to be. She never expected to be gone, you know. She dreamed of seeing you grow up. She was the only person I know that would get excited about growing old. I wish I could tell you that the hurt stops, but I can’t. Although, as impossible as it seems, one day it will hurt a little less.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“Phelia peeked around the corner to look into the front room. She didn’t know if she should walk out of the kitchen and interrupt them or stand there, an unwilling participant.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Key: Door to a New World

“It was here that his father first began to break. If Zane thought about the memory hard enough, if he lost himself in that terrible moment, he was sure he could make out the sound of his father's soul cracking.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Storm: Battleground

“They made their way past the heavy carved doors and his eyes imme-diately examined the room. He surveyed the perfectly preserved books lining the wall furthest from the entry, the dark amaranth desk and chair covered with large stacks of papers and the box of photobooks beside it on the floor. He inspected the glass on the coffee table and could just make out their fat cat Butter slowly making his way towards his feet to demand his daily massage.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Storm: Battleground

“His father often mentioned young and old. He'd said it was to remind himself to put things into perspective. To remember that he was starting to age. His black curly hair, which he passed on, had begun to gray Ironically, his mustache had beaten his hair and beard to it, losing all of its black sheen in favor of silver. Even his eyes seemed a little less blue as the days went on.

Even though he knew his father was aging, in moments like those, as he smiled showing him a photograph of a bright light in the shape of a person, he often thought his father was younger. He could look past the slight wrinkle of his skin and the color of his veins that he couldn't see a year before.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Storm: Battleground

“If that was true, Grace wished she could fix it. Whatever ancient Gods she'd angered she wished to make amends. Whatever her curse, she wanted nothing more than to break it. But Grace had no experience in going against ancient deities or shattering dark magic, and ultimately, she was unconvinced that someone like herself would ever be strong enough to cause a single ripple in the bounds of her own world.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Storm: Battleground

“My goodness. Humans are quite noisy, aren't they?" A voice called as Morgan's eyes were drawn to the large brown circles blinking back at him, floating in midair. "These two also don't seem to have a very good sense of judgement either. So quick to pick a fight rather than showing kindness. Such a shame. What wasted potential." The voice filled the air as the silhouette bobbed into view again. It slowly took on a human-like shape.”
― Alexia D. Miller, Crystal Storm: Battleground