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“Adoration will heal our Church and thus our nation and thus our world... Adoration touches everyone and everything... [because it touches the Creator, Who touches everything and everyone]... When we adore, we plug into infinite dynamism and power. Adoration is more powerful for construction than nuclear bombs are for destruction”

“Adore God. Reverence and cherish your parents. Love your neighbor as yourself, and your country more than yourself. Be just. Be true. Murmur not at the ways of Providence. So shall the life into which you have entered be the portal to one of eternal and ineffable bliss.”

“Adoriamo sentirci vittime, e siamo tutti, chi piú chi meno, un tantino paranoici, esseri incapaci di discernere la realtà dalla finzione, di pensare con la nostra testa, seguiamo il pensiero comune o quello alternativo, ci affidiamo a chi dice le cose nel modo giusto, a chi dimostra di crederci fino in fondo, a tutti i costi. Non è quel che si dice, ma come lo si dice. I fanatici sono piú motivanti, hanno maggiore capacità di coinvolgere rispetto a chi accetta senza storie una verità acclarata. [...] Ci piace il segreto, siamo attirati dagli scandali, amiamo il pettegolezzo, i complotti ci affascinano. E crediamo all’impensabile pur di non credere e basta. È la fiducia nel prossimo che ci manca, altro che.”

“Adorn thyself with simplicity and with indifference towards the things which lie between virtue and vice. Love mankind. Follow God. The poet says that Law rules all. And it is enough to remember that law rules all.”

“Adorn yourself with truth, try to speak truth in all things; and do not support a lie, no matter who asks you. If you speak the truth and someone gets mad at you, don't be upset, but take comfort in the words of the Lord: Blessed are those who are persecuted for the sake of truth, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven (Matt. 5:10).”

“Adorned in a cloak of long, matted, dark brown hair that shimmered under the gentle touch of rain, the Sasquatch intimidatingly stood its ground. Its chest and shoulders were reminiscent of a massive barrel, spanning well over four feet in width. Its legs, akin to large and sturdy tree trunks, exuded raw power. The creature's sheer muscularity and appearance were enough to render any man's nerves shaky. And sure enough, Carter felt his stomach queasy and his bladder on the verge of surrender.”

“Adrenaline kicks you in when you’re starving. That’s what nobody understands. Except for being hungry and cold, most of the time I feel like I can do anything. It gives me superhuman powers of smell and hearing. I can see what people are thinking, stay two steps ahead of them. I do enough homework to stay off the radar. Every night I climb thousands of steps into the sky to make me so exhausted that when I fall into bed, I don’t notice Cassie. Then suddenly it’s morning and I leap on the hamster wheel and it starts all over again.”

“Adria . . . I’m not here on orders.” Thaane’s voice wavers. “I’m here as your friend.” Your friend. There were times I suspected Thaane would’ve preferred to be more than that. But he knows full well I could never feel the same; there isn’t a man anywhere on this planet who could make my heart race, make my legs wobble, like the few female warriors in my parents’ army always have when they walked by. My heart is not attuned to men.”

“Adria:Tell me what you want right now, or I’ll get that vibrator out and you can say goodbye to being inside me. Bryson: I want to rip these ropes off and carry you to the bed. I want to taste you, be inside of you. Slam into you, fill you.Serve you.Ruin you. Aria: Are you sure that’s what you want? Because you seem to like this? Bryson: "I love this",he said. I love you.”

“Adrian", I whispered, my tears starting to flow faster. His head snapped up--and then he moved with his incredible speed, gripping me in those powerful arms. Tilting my head back and covering my mouth in a bruising kiss that made joy rip through me with all the intensity of the pain I'd felt before. When he finally broke away several minutes later, I could hardly breathe, but I still managed to speak. "I love you," I choked out. "I love you, I love you, I love you--" His kiss cut me off again, and this time, I wasn't crying when I kissed him back. I was smiling.”

“Adrian Ivashkov wasn’t easy to surprise, but I surprised him then when I brought his mouth toward mine. I kissed him, and for a moment, he was too stunned to respond. That lasted for, oh, about a second. Then the intensity I’d come to know so well in him returned. He pushed me backward, lifting me so that I sat at the table. The tablecloth bunched up, knocking over some of the glasses. I heard what sounded like a china plate crash against the floor. Whatever logic and reason I normally possessed had melted away. There was nothing but flesh and fire left, and I wasn’t going to lie to myself—at least not tonight.”

“Adrian Ivashkov: "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak." Rose Hathaway: "If by 'devastating' you mean that you should fear for your life, then yeah. You're right.”

“Adrian kom denna klara höst till socialisterna, dit varje ung individualist kommer, då han vill söka uttrycket för sin individualism, utan att finna det. Människan vill aristokrati. Den fattigaste arbetare älskar djupast sett endast lyxkvinnan, som bäst förkroppsligar hans kvinnoideal, står över hans förnuft och även över klasskampen, liksom skönheten står över allting. Men när den ensamme icke når dit han vill, då går individualisten till socialisterna och inordnar sig i kampen för den demokratiska idén." (Sid. 231)”