Quotes About Ismae

#1. And just as love has two sides, so too does Death. While Ismae will serve as His mercy, I will not, for that is not how He fashioned me. Every death I have witnessed, every horror I have endured, has forged me to be who I am
Death's justice.

R.L. LaFevers

#2. There is no shame in scars, Ismae.

R.L. LaFevers

#3. I stare at him coldly. "I do not care for needlework." I pause. "Unless it involves the base of the skull.

R.L. LaFevers

#4. He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.

R.L. LaFevers

#5. However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so - we help them on their way.

R.L. LaFevers

#6. Because connection with others and our "best self" is the most primal need we have, shame feels absolutely awful.

Christiane Northrup

#7. It is this kindness of his that unsettles me most. I can dodge a blow or block a knife. I am impervious to poison and know a dozen ways to escape a chokehold or garrote wire. But kindness? I do not know how to defend against that.

R.L. LaFevers

#8. It is all we have left to us. And while it is more than I ever dared dream, it is nowhere near enough.

R.L. LaFevers

#9. A kiss for luck, demoiselle?"
It is a magnificent, lusty kiss and I feel nothing but deep regret that it may be his last.
Just before he pulls away, he whispers in my ear. "Duval said to give you that should I get a chance. It is from him.

R.L. LaFevers

#10. No one is worth wasting a gorgeous weekend over.

Susane Colasanti

#11. We don't want any vocalist messing up the music.

John Scofield

#12. Remember laughter. You'll need it even in the blessed isles of Ever After.

James Thurber

#13. Lie as convincingly as I can and pray she doesn't kill someone important.

Robin LaFevers

#14. Some people come up to be directors by coming through the camera department and there's not a lot of women in the camera department. The ones that are have to kind of prove they're one of the boys, I think. I don't want to get into trouble with generalisations but I think it's a fair observation.

Colin Firth

#15. When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.

R.L. LaFevers