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“Storms will always rage. Don’t run from them. Face them. Some things in life can only be learned in a storm.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Bolt is a contronym—a word that is opposite itself. If you bolt something, you hold it together. If you bolt, you separate by fleeing. Bolt is a reminder that words were made by humans, and sometimes, humans make mistakes. Mistakes are powerful, not because they have the power to ruin your life, but because they possess the power to make you stronger.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Don’t succumb to the fire. Be the bigger flame.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Tacenda originates from the Latin participle taceo for ‘I am silent’. Taceo is also the verb for ‘I am still or at rest’. Taceo reminds us silence isn’t a sign of weakness. It is a sign of rest, of certainty, of contentment. Silence is the best response to people who don’t deserve your words.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I don’t want someone who holds an umbrella over my head when it rains. I want someone who doesn't even own an umbrella. Someone who watches me balter in the rain when they don’t know the word exists. Someone who stares at me instead of the stars in the sky.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I'd been born with a spine, and I fully intended on using it. Flowers wilted. Girls didn't.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Hiraeth is a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was. It is the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. I’ve always thought of it as the saddest entry in the dictionary.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Finifugal originates from the Latin word fuga, for flight. It shows us that endings are fleeting. We may hate them. We may fear them. We may avoid them. But we don’t need to. Like sunsets, endings can be beautiful. The next morning, the sun always rises again, because there is no such thing as an ending, just a new beginning.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“And, I realized, I love her. “Ask me the question, Tiger.” Her eyes fluttered open, not staring at me but into me. “Is this just lust?” “It's everything.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“querencia.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Ya’aburnee”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I do. Let’s cut the shit and stop pretending that we’re strangers. You never belonged with Reed, Little Tiger. He is domesticated. You are wild. To tame you would be a travesty. The sooner you get that, the sooner you can move on.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“By the time we fell asleep, I’d planted flowers in Nash’s graveyard of haunted memories.
Wilted ones, because those were me.
And he watered them with stormwater, because that was him”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Balter?” “To dance—artlessly, with no grace, no skill, but always with enjoyment.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Durga: If you had to change your username, what would you change it to?

Benkinersophobia: Sisyphus.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“People are hardwired to believe charity is selfless. In reality, charity is giving to yourself by giving to others. That’s not selfless. That’s penance.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“When I loved a book, I didn’t read it once. I read it over and over again—until the pages fell off, until I could anticipate the words before I read them, until they sunk into me and melted inside my bones in a way that never happened with books I’d only read once.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“This is why ribs form a cage around the heart. It’s an untamed animal, and wild animals can’t be trusted.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Starless nights were a sign secrets needed to be shared. The abyssal darkness provided protection, and he’d said, if I was going to tell a secret, it had to be under an empty sky.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I’d give you the ability to look at yourself through my eyes. You’d see that you are not the storm. You are lightning in the storm. You are what pierces through the clouds and shines brightest.
You'd see exactly why I love you.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Fate is a hurricane. You think you know where it's going. You think you're safe. And just when you think you’ve weathered the storm, its path moves directly into yours. You, Emery Winthrop, are my hurricane. My fate. My Durga. My Tiger.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I wanted to crack open her mind like a book and read it, but I was fucked if it became my favorite book to read.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“It threw me off balance. I recovered slowly, like I’d suffered a career-ending injury.
Kobe and his torn Achilles.
Beckham and his snapped Achilles.
Durant and his torn Achilles.
Why are all these motherfuckers injuring their goddamn Achilles?”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Nash reminded me of a favorite song. One you play so often you think you can't stand anymore. But in the silence, when the world is quiet and your brain is pliant, the chords repeat in your mind, and you remember it’s your favorite melody.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I love words, because they're mine. Utterly, completely mine. I can share them with others. I can keep them to myself. I can use them over and over again. No matter what I do, they’ll always be mine. No one can take them from me. Want to know what the best part is?” “I’m sure you’ll tell me.” “The existence of a word proves that someone in the history of humanity felt the same way I did and gave it a name. It means we’re not alone. If there’s a word for what we're feeling, we’re never alone.” “Tell”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Moira is the idea that each person possesses a predetermined course of events that shapes his or her life. It is the idea that some events are inevitable—a person’s fate (every decision leading to the present) and their destiny (the future) is not always in his or her control.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“She craved my words, just like I craved the ones on her shirt.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“McMasterpiece.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“Because you’re mine, Tiger,”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies

“I mouthed words I loved to calm myself, letting them form on my lips without releasing them into a universe that destroyed.”
― Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies