#julian

What a laugh, though. To think that one human being could ever really know another. You could get used to each other, get so habituated that you could speak their words right along with them, but you never knew why other people said what they said or did what they did, because they never even knew themselves. Nobody understands anybody. And yet somehow we live together, mostly in peace, and get things done with a high enough success rate that people keep trying. Human beings get married and a lot of marriages work, and they have children and most of them grow up to be decent people, and they have schools and businesses and factories and farms that have results at some level of acceptability—all without having a clue what’s going on inside anybody’s head. Muddling through, that’s what human beings do. that was the part of being human that Bean hated the most. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#business

There were two sides of Julian, she thought, and she remembered a line from something she'd read --Emily Brontë, maybe. Different as a moonbeam and lightning. She wanted to reach the moonbeam part, but she didn't know how. Very softly she said again, "I don't believe you. You're not like the other Shadow Men. You could change --if you wanted to." "No," he said bleakly. "Julian..." It was the bleakness that got her. She could see herself reflected in his eyes. Without thinkng, she moved even closer. And closer. Her upper lip touched his lower lip. "You can change," she whispered. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#julian #the-fun-house #the-game #change

Love and death are everything, Jenny. Danger is the best part of the game. I thought you knew that." -Julian ↗

— L.J. Smith

#jenny #julian #death

Words are not the only way we communicate, you and I. They never were. ↗

— Meredith Duran

#julian #meredith-duran #communication

No, I'll dream another dream," he said. "I've made up so many things, now I'll just go into one. I'll be part of it. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#dreams

You can't just go out- No, I'll dream another dream. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#dreams

Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it. ↗

— Brian Jacques

#humor #magic #squire-julian #warrior #humor

What does it feel like to be infected?" "I-- I can't describe it." I force the words out. Can't breathe, can't breathe, can't breathe. His skin smells like smoke from a wood fire, like soap, like heaven. I imagine tasting his skin; I imagine biting his lips. "I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lena #imagination

Cameron found himself smiling as he thought about the two tough, acerbic FBI agents. "It's so cute. They're in love." "It's like watching two kittens fight with machetes," Julian muttered. "Julian." "What? Its weird!" "No its not. They're perfect for each other. Poor Zane though," Cameron murmured. "In love with Ty Grady." He couldn't imagine how frustrating that would be. Then Julian inhaled, and Cameron chuckled slightly. Yeah, he could actually. ↗

— Abigail Roux

#julian-cross #imagination

War and hunting and chasing-that's all there is. That's life, Jenny-no one can escape it. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#that-s-life #life