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Strange the Dreamer (Strange the Dreamer, #1) Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor
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“And at that moment, for no reason he could put into words, the hourglass shattered. No more, the cool gray sift of days, the diligent waiting for the future to trickle forth. Lazlo's dream was spilled out into the air, the color and storm of it no longer a future to be reached, but a cyclone here and now. He didn't know what, but as surely as one feels the sting of shards when an hourglass tips of a shelf and smashes, he knew that something was happening.
Right now.”
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“Don't look at me like that," said Ruza.
"Like what?"
"Like I'm a beautiful book you're about to open and plunder with your greedy mad eyes.”
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“He reached for her hand and caught it—lightly—and held it. It was small, smooth, and very real. Up in the citadel, Sarai gasped. She felt the warmth of his skin on hers. A blaze of connection—or collision , as though they had long been wandering in the same labyrinth and had finally rounded the corner that would bring them face-to-face. It was a feeling of being lost and alone and then suddenly neither.”
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“Few will ever witness an act destined to become legend. How does it happen, that the events of a day, or a night — or a life — are translated into story? There is a gap in between, where awe has carved a space that words have yet to fill.”
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“Here was the radical notion that you might help someone simply because they needed it.”
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“The monks kept a sharp eye on him, determined to keep him free of sin—and of joy, which, if not explicitly a sin, at least clears a path to it.”
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“Who had ever expended so much passion on a dream, only to stand helpless as it was granted to others? Others, moreover, who had expended no passion on it at all.”
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“Inside a mist, inside a dream, a young man and woman were remade.”
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“He had crossed continents and drunk starlight from rivers without names. There was no going back from that.”
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“Well, I'm no alchemist," Lazlo said, affable. "You know me, Strange the dreamer, head in the clouds." He paused and added with a grin, "Miracles for breakfast.”
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“His shadow splayed out huge before him, and his mind gleamed with ancient wars and winged beings, a mountain of melted demon bones and the city on the far side of it--a city that had vanished in the mists of time.”
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“Strange the dreamer was an artist, too, and he was the antidote to vile.”
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“He listened like a cactus drinks the rain.”
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“They fell into the stars in a rush of air and ether. They breathed each other’s breath. They had never been this close. It was all velocity and dream physics—no more need to stand or lean or fly, but only fall. They were both already fallen. They would never finish falling. The universe was endless, and love had its own logic. Their bodies curved together, pressed, and found their perfect fit.”
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“There were two mysteries, actually: one old, one new. The old one opened his mind, but it was the new one that climbed inside, turned several circle, and settled in with a grunt--like a satisfied dragon in a new cozy lair. And there it would remain--the mystery, in his mind--exhaling enigma for years to come.”
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“The night felt very long, but it ended as all nights do.”
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“His soul had flown on ahead of his body and left it stranded.”
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“This, he never doubted, was magic.”
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“Her feet were bare, her mouth stained damson. Her pockets were all full of plums. She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.
She was also blue.”
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“And what’s the point of being young if you can’t ignore all advice?” Master”
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“yet that one thing—the color of their skin—would, in the real world, change everything. Sarai”
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“And the space where his legend was gathering up words grew larger. Because this story was not over yet.”
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“He would recognize this later as the moment his center of gravity shifted: from being one of one—a pillar alone, apart—to being half of something that would fall if either side were cut away.”
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tags: love
“the stories poured from him, and Lazlo listened. He listened the way a cactus drinks rain. In”
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“When all else fails: explosions.”
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“It hadn’t occurred in the physical realm, that much was true. His hand had not touched her hand. But... his mind had touched her mind, and that seemed to him a deeper reality and even greater intimacy.”
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“There was a man who loved the moon, but whenever he tried to embrace her, she broke into a thousand pieces and left him drenched, with empty arms. Sathaz had finally learned that if he climbed into the pool and kept very still, the moon would come to him and let him be near her. Only near, never touching. He couldn’t touch her without shattering her, and so—as Lazlo had told Sarai—he had made peace with the impossible. He took what he could get.”
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tags: love
“Tomorrow, he told himself. Tomorrow he would face Weep, and his duty, and the nightmares that stalked him. Somehow, he would find the courage to finish what he had started fifteen years ago, and free his people from this last vestige of their long torment.
Even if he could never free himself.”
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“As to having a preference, that was new too. You take what you're given and you're grateful for it. Once that message is well and truly ingrained in you, it feels like vainglory to imagine one's own likes and dislikes could matter to other people.”
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“There was always, among them, such a stew of envy and longing. They hated the humans, but they also wanted to be them. They wanted to punish them, and they wanted to be embraced by them. To be accepted, honored, loved, like someone’s child. And since they couldn’t have any of it, it all took the form of spite. Anyone who has ever been excluded can understand what they felt, and no one has ever been quite so excluded as they.”
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