Please!

"Please!" I sobbed. And I meant please killme fast.

The short second life of Bree Taner, Stephenie Meyer.

Filters.

Filters are for cigaretts an coffe.
City of Bones, Cassandra Clare.

no choise?

We always have choises.

City of Bones, Cassandra Clare.

Lex

Sed lex dura lex. La ley es dura pero es la ley.

City of Bones,Cassandra Clare.

The meek...

The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited like me.

City of Bones, Cassandra Clare.

The most terrible things...

The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love.


City of Bones, Cassandra Clare.

No fairy tales

The prince was never coming back to kissme awake from my enchanted sleep, I was nos a princess after all. So what was the fairy tale protocol for other kisses? the mundane kind that didn´t break any spells?.





New Moon, Stephenie Meyer

But though...

But though she was glad, he presntly discoverd that, beneath her hood, she was in tears. It is so to be feared that with the union, so far from briliant, intowich se was about to enter, these were not the last she was destined to shed.


The Bostonians, Henry James.

No llores...

No llores porque se acabe.Sonrie porque haya sucedido.


Dr. Seuss

Vacios.

En toda relación hay siempre vacíos dolorosos y es ahí donde los deseos imposibles entran en juego.


Robert Smith.

Jamas quieras...

Jamás quieras declarar tu amor,
amor que jamás declarado ha de ser;
pues el viento suave sopla
silencioso, linvisible.


William Blake.

Connections.

But people can´t just be tied together the y have to connect. Otherwise, they´ll find themselves bound hand an foot.

It´s no t the face...

It´s not the face but the expressions on it. It´s not the voice, but what you say. It´s not how you look in that body, but the things you do with it. You are beautifull.


The Host, Stephenie Meyer.

Past offences.

People with past offences must lear to follow the rules and control themselves.



NANA, Ai Yazawa.

If I were to die now.

If I were to die now, I don´t think Ren would die with me, any more. But that´s good, that´s how it has to be,it´s pretty gunny that I find it so sad; I serously have problems.


NANA, Ai Yazawa.

Figure love out.

In so many millenia, the humans never did figure love out.How much is phisical, how much in the mind? How much accdent and how much fate? Why did perfect matches cruble and imposble couples thrive? I don´t know the answers any better than they did. Love simply is where it is.


Stephenie Meyer, The host.

Question

Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen

Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt

Where can I go
Without my mount
All eager an quick
How will I know
In thicket ahead
Is danger o treasure
Wen Body my good
Bright dog is death

How will it be
To lie in the sky
Without roof or door
And wind for an eye

With cloud for a shift
How will i hide?




May Swnson.

piropos.

Tú:"¿ No estas mareado? -El:"No, ¿por qué? Tú: Porque te has pasado el dia dandome vueltas en la cabeza. Si los mareos no van contigo, pureba con lo siguiente;¡ nunca falla!Tú:"¿Llevas puesto el pantalón de astronauta?" El:¿Como? Tú: Es que tienes un trasero que sale de orbita...


Verdades, Michele Jaffe.

18 años

-Tienes 18 años Sayuri- continuó-.Ni tú ni yo podemos preveer tu destino.¡Puede que nunca llegues a conocerlo! El destino no siempre es algo semejante a una fista al anochecer.A veces no es más que una lucha por sobrevivir dia tras dia.


Memorias de una Geisha, Arthur London.