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Cursed (Gilded, #2) Cursed by Marissa Meyer
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“Love grew out of shared memories, shared stories, shared laughter. Love was a result of knowing the many things a person did that annoyed you to the ends of the earth, and yet, somehow, still wanting to hold them at the end of every day, and be held by then at sunrise every morning. Love was the comfort of knowing someone would stand by you, accept you, despite all your eccentricities, all your faults. Maybe loving you, in part, because of them.”
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“Stories might be an escape, but in the end, that's all they were. In the end, reality always crashed back in.”
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“Stories are only half told until they've found a listener.”
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“I've often found, when all is forgotten by history, a good story can still live on. A good story can live forever.”
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“Are you reading fairy tales, miller's daughter? Or are you living one?”
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“I am a vicious thing. The graveyard should fear me.”
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“That is one of the great things about being a storyteller. We get to write our own story, too.”
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“Human, God, monster -- we are all the victims of fate and fortune. Whether or not the great wheel will land in our favor, only time will tell.”
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“Stories are powerful. What you don’t understand is that you have not yet written the ending.”
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“When you know what it is to have nothing, you can never take anything for granted.”
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“When you know what it is to have nothing, you can never take anything for granted. I assure you. Every morsel on our table. Every note plucked on a harp's string. Every star in the sky. To us, it is all precious.”
Marissa Meyer, Cursed
“Love grew out of shared memories, shared stories, shared laughter. Love was a result of knowing the many things a person did that annoyed you to the ends of the earth, and yet, somehow, still wanting to hold them at the end of every day and be held by them at sunrise every morning. Love was the comfort of knowing someone would stand by you, accept you, despite all your eccentricities, all your faults. Maybe loving you, in part, because of them.”
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“Despite all the trouble stories had brought her, she loved telling them. She couldn't help it. The way star-crossed romances and unexpected villains wound themselves around her heart and made her feel like she was floating above the world as the story wrote itself. Made her feel like she was a part of something important, something eternal.”
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“For there is not a soul alive - even among the gods - who does not enjoy a good story.”
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“We are the old gods, Wyrdith. The world has gone on without us. Mortals have gone on without us. They may invoke our names and leave their offerings and whisper their prayers, but it is up to them, ultimately, to devise their destiny.”
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“For every great story has a little bit of truth in it, and a little bit of make-believe.”
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“Something always lives on, doesn't it? A legend, a myth . . . a truth, buried in the past.”
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“You should know by now," she whispered, pressing down a lock of his fluffy blond hair, "that the best stories are never truly over. I would argue that 'happily ever after' is one of my more popular lies.”
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“Here in Gravenstone, there was little comfort, little joy, only her sadness creeping toward her on stealthy toes. A sadness that had begun to manifest in bitterness.”
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tags: grief
“He could claim her hand in marriage, but her heart would always be her own”
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“There are only the secrets we share and those we conceal. Our own choices, or the fear of making a choice.”
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“Human, god, monster - we are all the victims of fate and fortune.”
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“That is one of the great things about being a storyteller." Wyrdith nudged Serilda gently. "We get to write our own story, too.”
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“This is the stuff of fairy tales. You are the stuff of fairy tales. Handsome princes who kill wicked huntresses and get themselves cursed inside haunted castles are the stuff of fairy tales.”
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“My final vow to you, my mortal queen," he said, voice carrying over a crowd that had grown eager with the death of the stag, "is that I shall never again take your presence for granted." His tone softened, and Serilda frowned. Never again? "I vow that every moment of your company shall be held as dear to me as god-spun gold, as precious as fleeting mortal lives. I vow that even with an eternity to have you by my side, I shall never tire of seeing your eyes cast in moonlight and your lips kissed by the sun. With you at my side, I can never feel lost, never feel loneliness, never feel the endless agony of a life without purpose. With you at my side, I am complete, and I dedicate all my life to loving and completing you.”
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“Thank you, my queen, but I am not asking for comfort or absolution. I have lived with my failings for long enough. My point, I suppose, is that—while I may not remember the dynasty I once served—I do remember an unbreakable loyalty. A pride in serving one family, one kingdom. The Erlking took that away from me, and has kept me and so many others prisoner all these years.”
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“Maybe that is the message the artist wished to convey. Human, god, monster—we are all the victims of fate and fortune. Whether or not the great wheel will land in our favor, only time will tell. Or maybe that is not the message at all. Maybe we are asking the wrong questions.”
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“There is the end of my tale, how it happened in truth. But I see you are unsatisfied. That is the plight for us storytellers, to know that the story is never finished, our listeners never content.”
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“Serilda helped Gild to his feet, beaming. “What should we name her?” “No idea. I’ve never gotten to name anyone before. Seems like a big responsibility, especially now that we know how powerful a name can be.”
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“The noise she’s making right now is the worst thing I’ve ever heard, and I lived in a castle with a screaming bazaloshtsh. But still … I love her so much.”
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