Sandra

“Krieg ist Krieg: Er wird von wenigen angezettelt und von vielen gefuehrt, und am Ende verlieren alle.”
― Benjamin Myers, The Offing

“Romantik ist naemlich nicht gleichbedeutend mit Herzschmerz und Rosen. Romantik ist Gefuehl, und Romantik ist Freiheit. Romantik ist Abenteuer und Natur und Wanderlust. Sie ist Meeresrauschen und der Regen auf deiner Zeltplane und ein Bussard hoch ueber einer Wiese und das morgendliche Erwachen mit der Frage, was der Tag wohl bringen mag, um dann loszuziehen und es herauszufinden. Das ist Romantik.”
― Benjamin Myers, The Offing

“Aeddan was nothing like this brother.
And, for some reason, that suddenly made it harder to keep on hating him for Mael's death. An accident? No, it hadn't exactly been that. The two of them had fought with every heated intention of ending the other. I knew the feeling-the red rage that descends in the middle of a fight, the blind driving need to kill, to win, at whatever cost. For Aeddan, the cost had been his own blood.”
― Lesley Livingston, The Defiant

“Are you lost, son?" she asked, then pointed towards left. "The outfield is that way."
Try something new tonight, he said. Was there anyone anywhere who didn't have an opinion about what she should be doing? It was a struggle not to scowl at him.
"It's a game," Scott said. "So forget the work part tonight. Just play. Each pitch isn't going to change the world, you know."
Well-it was a point of view. "Okay," she said. "Thanks." "The game's way better, when you enjoy yourself," he said. "So have fun." Then, he clapped her lightly on the right shoulder, and trotted out towards his position.
Fun. Well, if she could manage that, it would be a nice change.”
― Ellen Emerson White, A Season of Daring Greatly