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"Most people think secrets can be kept more easily with passing time, but that's not true. In the early days, a liar stays alert, vigilant, attentive to the tiniest thing that might destroy the whole construction."

"And if there's to be no truce she'd rather have the acknowledged violence of war than the weakness of a quiet life."

"A woman's body talks, bears witness to the violence it has suffered."

This is already equal parts horrifying and tragic!

The tone is easy to immersive yourself in and this has already been super informative, so far.

Something More - 3/5 stars

Really enjoying the atmosphere of this one so far.

The Sword of Destiny - 3.75/5 stars

A Little Sacrifice - 4/5 stars

Eternal Flame - 4/5 stars

A Shard of Ice - 2.5/5 stars

The Bounds of Reason - 3.75/5 stars

"How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!"

“Cursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemblance. Satan had his companions, fellow devils, to admire and encourage him, but I am solitary and abhorred."

"I understand the urge to be and to count for something."

"Two warring nations gripped Poland like girls fighting over a doll. One held the leg, the other the arm. They pulled so hard that one day, the head popped off.

The Nazis sent our people to ghettos and concentration camps.

The Soviets sent our people to gulags and Siberia."

"Ye weep, unhappy ones, but these are not your last tears! Again shall you raise the funeral wail, and the sound of your lamentations shall again and again be heard!"

"The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature. I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart."

“There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand. I am practically industrious — painstaking; a workman to execute with perseverance and labour: —but besides this, there is a love for the marvellous, a belief in the marvellous, intertwined in all my projects, which hurries me out of the common pathways of men, even to the wild sea and unvisited regions I am about to explore.”

Petition to bring back the insult 'coxcomb'.

"Will not your mind misgive you when you find yourself in this gloomy chamber—too lofty and extensive for you, with only the feeble rays of a single lamp to take in its size—its walls hung with tapestry exhibiting figures as large as life, and the bed, of dark green stuff or purple velvet, presenting even a funereal appearance? Will not your heart sink within you?"

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”

"And now I may dismiss my heroine to the sleepless couch, which is the true heroine's portion; to a pillow strewed with thorns and wet with tears."

“No young lady can be justified in falling in love before the gentleman’s love is declared, it must be very improper that a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her.”

"Blind are the distracted.

Count me one of the distracted as this twist has left me open-mouthed!

"Death-the-Endless comes for us all... There's nothing to fear in the grave. But whilst we live, it is instability that we should fear."

"Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?"

"brave warriors, we brush away fear with a flick of the wrist. We laugh in the face of fear, kick it like a stone across the street"

"You're mad," I say.
"Perhaps, for only the mad would see the endless darkness, the great evil that reigns around us, and stand against it."

"I remembered everything...
Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them.
But they were a part of me. They were my landscape."