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“Aren’t you going to hit him?” Éibhear asked. “I don’t feel like it.” “Good gods.” Gwenvael stood. “This is worse than we thought, Éibhear. Up, brother.” Gwenvael grabbed Briec’s arm and pulled him to his feet. “There is only one answer for this.” “Which is?” “Drinking and eating. The whoring we will keep until we get you good and drunk.”

“My hope is that tomorrow will be fine, but, if tomorrow doesn't go well, I shall still hope to be fine tomorrow!”

“Perfume is the scent that pours out of a flower's soul when crushed.”

“The woman looked at her heart in all of its fragments. Its voice was clear and true as it reminded her of the injustices done to it. Nothing so forlorn and broken could lie to her — could it? However, the woman was not a rational woman, and did not heed the beings’ warning. “Strip my humanity away, that I may never again walk in the race of men,” was her one wish.”

“I have a different feeling inside me when you kiss me," she said. "A strange feeling, a feeling I never had before." Trey was seldom at a loss for words. But just now, staring down at Maria's beautiful face with her admission ringing in his ears, he struggled to find the right thing to say. "I reckon I get a funny feeling, too," he said. Then he laughed softly. "I suppose it could be this cool mountain air." His remark brought a frown to Maria's brow, though her eyes held amusement. "Why can't it be that feeling you told Carlos about?" she asked. "The feeling that comes between a man and a woman who are. falling in love with each other?" Now his heart was beating rapidly. He knew he must choose his words carefully. "I suppose it could be," he said hoarsely. "Is that what you think it is?" ght tilt of her face She mocked him with a look, a slight as she arched her eyebrows. "I have no experience with this feeling," she replied. "You are the first man who ever made me feel this way." She was pushing him toward a statement that love was beginning between them. And though he rec-ognized it, he was reluctant to make the admission openly. "You're a beautiful woman, Maria," he said. "Any man would be a fool not to feel special when he holds you in his arms." She wouldn't let it drop at that. "You haven't said that you could love me, Trey. Could you?" He caught his breath and thought about his answer. "I know it's possible. I've been alone for so long. " She traced a finger across his lips, and her expression softened again. "Are you afraid of being in love with me?" she asked. He swallowed hard when he heard the truth of it. "Maybe," he answered. "Maybe I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself.' She stood on her tiptoes then, and kissed him. It was a deep kiss, and her hand closed around the front of his shirt. Her lips were soft and warm, and for a moment, Trey lost himself in the feel of her mouth. and the tingling sensation that raced down his arms. He tightened his embrace around her shoulders, and he heard her moan softly. Then, as if she thought better of her actions, she pulled her mouth away and stepped back, pushing him back with her palm. "We both need time," she said, "to find out how we feel about each other.”

“Just what did Maria tell you?" he asked softly. Carlos lowered his voice, "She says that she has fallen in love with you. You make her heart feel happy, in a way that it never has before. Surely señor, knowing this, you will stay and marry Tis Maria?" Trey hesitated. "She told you that?" "Yes, Señor Trey. She whispered in my ear, so that Juan would not hear her. Now you must change your plans and stay with us." Trey let out a sigh. "It ain't quite that easy, son. There are lots of other things to consider." Carlos pinched his brow. "What other things?" "It's hard to explain," Trey said. "Maybe when you're a little older, you'll understand. A man and a woman have to talk about lots of things before they become husband and wife.' Then Carlos took a step closer to Trey, and there was a plea in his voice when he spoke. "Please talk to her, then. Talk about those things, so you can stay with us forever." Trey chuckled softly. "Forever's a long time. And there's lots of things we'd have to talk about. But I'm glad you told me how she feels about me. I'll talk to her sometime, when we're alone." Carlos smiled now. "Tonight would be a good time. After Juan and Señor Stiles are asleep," he said boldly. Trey almost laughed out loud. "There'll be plenty of time for that," he said.”

“So you will meet many ’someones’ who will give a new definition to your name. And you can not build walls, must not close the door and please don’t hide, because if you ask me about hurt and love I will say love. Love because the hurt will come and go no matter what, but only love makes it worth while. Only love can cure it. Don’t be scared. Go. Love.”

“The most beautiful women in the world are the ones that can stand as rivals on the battlefield of love, yet they can still see each other’s pain. They can set down their swords for only just a moment to acknowledge the beauty of the warrior that stands before them—the passion, the fearlessness and the relentless fire that never gives up. It is in this moment that we learn that it is not the man that sees the worth of the hearts torn by battle in his honor; it is the women who have suffered for so long. Two women that can “see” clearly the worth of the other, even while they grow weary from their wounds is the only kind of beauty that matters. For if there wasn’t two worthy opponents there would be no war in love.”

“There were days when I still put on make up in case you’d come back, but I wear the same clothes and shower in the rain and eat when I can and sleep when I can, which is rare and not often, so if you’d see me now on these streets where I once imagined walking with you you’d have a hard time recognising me. I takes a lot to run away.”

“There is a marvelous story of a man who once stood before God, his heart breaking from the pain and injustice in the world. "Dear God." he cried out, "look at all the suffering, the anguish and distress in your world. Why don't you send help?" God responded,"I did send help. I sent you." When we tell our children that story, we must tell them that each one of them was sent to help repair the broken world-and that it is not the task of an instant or of a year, but of a lifetime.”

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”

“Men have commonly more pleasure in the criticism which hurts than in that which is innocuous, and are more tolerant of the severity which breaks hearts and ruins fortunes than of that which falls impotently on the grave.”

“Love can be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.”

“My own lov'd light, That very soft and solemn spirit worships, That lovers love so well--strange joy is thine, Whose influence o'er all tides of soul hath power, Who lend'st thy light to rapture and despair; The glow of hope and wan hue of sick fancy Alike reflect thy rays: alike thou lightest The path of meeting or of parting love-- Alike on mingling or on breaking hearts Thou smil'st in throned beauty!”

“We are capable of suffering with our world, and that is the true meaning of compassion. It enables us to recognize our profound interconnectedness with all beings. Don't ever apologize for crying for the trees burning in the Amazon or over the waters polluted from mines in the Rockies. Don't apologize for the sorrow, grief, and rage you feel. It is a measure of your humanity and your maturity. It is a measure of your open heart, and as your heart breaks open there will be room for the world to heal. That is what is happening as we see people honestly confronting the sorrows of our time.”

“I took to writing as my medicine to help me stay afloat in acting career journey. I wrote about me breaking hearts, and my heart being broken. I wrote about my views whether they were liberal or conservative. I wrote about everything. I wrote about my life. When I did not have paper coming in as green backs, I'd use random pieces of paper for stories. It was like, I got no money, but I have paper to write. So I wrote.”

“Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.”

“When one door closes another door opens. Usually a refrigerator.”

“It can take years of tears to melt the hardness that develops in this world, covering our tender, gentler inner selves. Tears for every devastating loss, tears for every humiliating failure, tears for every repeated mistake. Those who honor those tears, and even honor them, are not failures at love but rather its true initiates. First the pain and then the power. First the heart breaks and then it soars.”