Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. Love as powerful…
and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn’t live for very long without a heart.
and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same…
I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.
I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew…
And what would humans be without love?”RARE, said Death.
And what would humans be without love?”RARE, said Death.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
Stop fighting me!” he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.“Let go of me!†I yelled back.But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.I looked him in the eye. “I will always love you.”Then I plunged the stake into his chest.It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one.”That’s what I was supposed to say. . .†he gasped out.Those were his last words.
Stop fighting me!” he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.He was in a precarious position himself, straddling…
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on…
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way…
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn’t be filled?
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest…
My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.~ Falsely yours
My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto…
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