Christabel Quotes

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Diana Palmer
“I've been noble since they took you to the hospital," he said through his teeth. "I'm tired of it. I don't eat, I don't sleep, I can't even work. I remember your voice moaning in my ear like the cry of the damned while I was having you," he bit off, bending to her mouth. "You couldn't get enough of me. You couldn't get close enough to me. Your face when I fulfilled you....I ache every time I think about it.”
Diana Palmer, Lawless

Alyxandra Harvey
“You're our best hope."
"If you call me Obi-Wan I'm going to kick you."
He grinned. "Hot. say Obi-Wan again."
I laughed, shoving his shoulder. "Shut up.”
Alyxandra Harvey, Blood Prophecy

Alyxandra Harvey
“I hadn't had a chance to read an entire novel in weeks.
Whatever the others might say about politics, civil war, and hunters, the real evil was lack of reading time. If they all read more they might freak out less. And if I was going to live forever I was going to have to start a reading list.”
Alyxandra Harvey, Blood Prophecy

Alyxandra Harvey
“I could see the widening of his pupils, and the pale blue fire of his irises. He'd told me my eyes would change too, would go lighter until they looked like amber. I couldn't imagine they'd be half as beautiful as his. He was gentle and self-deprecating and way tougher than people gave him credit for. And twin or not, he was even hotter than Quinn, in my humble opinion.”
Alyxandra Harvey, Blood Prophecy

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“They passed the hall, that echoes still,
Pass as lightly as you will.
The brands were flat, the brands were dying,
Amid their own white ashes lying;
But when the lady passed, there came
A tongue of light, a fit of flame;
And Christabel saw the lady's eye,
And nothing else saw she thereby,”
Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Christabel

“Coleridge perceived as no one else had done that lesbianism could be a source of the sublime.”
Andrew Elfenbein, Romantic Genius: The Prehistory of a Homosexual Role

Cassandra Clare
“Amigos fueron en la juventud
Pero los murmullos pueden envenenar la verdad”
Cassandra Clare