#quince

How do you always know just what to say?" I ask. His laugh rumbles through me. "Practice, I guess." I pull back and give him a quizzical look. "I spent three years imagining what I would say to you if you were mine," he says, tugging me close. "I should hope I know what to say now that I've got you. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#fins-are-forever #lily #lily-sanderson #mer-people #mermaids

Pleased to meet you," Tellin says, shaking me out of my reverie. "Lily told me much about you last weekend." "Funny." Quince throws me a questioning glance. "She didn't mention you at all. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#fins-are-forever #lily #lily-sanderson #mer-people #mermaid

Per alcuni il caos è bellezza ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#forgiveness

Guilt and misery shrink, by a natural instinct, from public notice: they court privacy and solitude: and even in their choice of a grave will sometimes sequester themselves from the general population of the churchyard, as if declining to claim fellowship with the great family of man; thus, in a symbolic language universally understood, seeking (in the affecting language of Mr. Wordsworth) ’ Humbly to express A penitential loneliness. ↗

— Thomas de Quincey

#guilt #human #thomas-de-quincey #family

I'm going to teach you to ride Princess." "Princess?" "My motorcycle." I laugh. "You named your motorcycle Princess?" "What can I say?" he teases. "I call all my favorite things princess. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#fletcher #lily #mer #mermaid #mermate

Hello?" "You should check the curtains before you take a bath, princess,"a deep, mocking voice says. "Wha-" I half scream, half yelp as I sit bolt upright in the bath...... ......"Priceless,"he howls, still laughing. You never fail to amuse, princess. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#quince #forgiveness

Oh, Lily", mormora, scuotendo la testa. "Ne so parecchio dell'amore. So cosa significa volere una ragazza, sognarla e desiderarla con tutta l'anima. Ne so abbastanza da non confondere cosa è reale e cosa invece è solo frutto della mia fantasia." Gira un pochino la testa per guardarmi, e io mi ritrovo a dire: "Ti-tipo?" "Tipo quando lei piange e il mio cuore va in mille pezzi e tutto quello cui riesco a pensare è come farle dimenticare la causa della sua tristezza." Il suo viso è impassibile, senza l'ombra di un'emozione. Le sue parole, e tutto il sentimento che sottintendono e che mi travolgono grazie al legame, rendono tutto molto chiaro. "Questa è realtà." La mia voce è appena un sussurro quando gli dico: "E la fantasia?" "Credere che prima o poi anche lei proverà le stesse cose per me. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#forgiveness

Men suck. - Not all men. Just the really good ones. ↗

— Cynthia Leitich Smith

#quincey #men