Frases de Jessica Bird

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“No podía recordar exactamente cómo había entrado en su apartamento, o lo que le había dicho. Pero todo lo que habían hecho en posición horizontal era endiabladamente vívido.”

“Estaba muerto hasta que me encontraste, aunque respiraba. Estaba ciego, aunque podía ver. Y entonces llegaste tú… y estaba despierto. (Zsadist, Amante despierto)”

“Ser llorada por buena gente era el mejor legado que alguien puede dejar atrás.”

“Voy a pasar eso por alto, Z. Pero sólo porque sé cuánto te gusta que te golpeen, y no estoy de humor para hacerte feliz.”

“Voy a amarte tanto, y durante tanto tiempo, de que te vas a convencer de que ninguna cosa terrenal pudo haber unido nuestros destinos.”

“Para reforzar el punto, Xcor se sentó al pie de la puerta. Poniendo la espalda contra los paneles. Confiaba en sus soldados con su vida en el campo de batalla, pero había una hermosa y fuerte hembra allá abajo y ellos eran unos cachondos hijos de puta en celo, la gran mayoría.
Habrían pasado por encima de él para tenerla.”

“Esto iba a doler, pensó Saxton. Pero esto no iba a romperlo.
Finalmente lo superaría. Sanar, seguir adelante.
Los corazones se rompen todo el tiempo…
¿No había una canción sobre esto?”

“Grandioso. Allí estaba, desnuda bajo una bata, sola con más de quinientos kilos de vampiro. Intentar hacerse la indiferente era imposible (…)”

“El otoño es mi estación favorita del año —dijo él al cabo de un rato—. No es que yo esté tonteando o algo así… pero me gustan las hojas cuando se tornan rojas y anaranjadas. Son hermosas a la luz de la luna, pero más concretamente, se trata de una transformación imposible. El verde de la primavera y el verano son sólo una sombra de la identidad auténtica de los árboles, y todo ese color cuando las noches se vuelven frías es un milagro cada vez que pasa. Es como si compensaran la pérdida del calor con todo su fuego. Me gusta el Otoño… —(…)—. Tú eres así. Eres hermosa y ardes llena de colorido, y ya es hora de que salgas a la luz. Así que digo… Autumn.”

“Rehv se inclinó hacia abajo, ofreciendo la mano de la daga.
- Todo lo que tengo es tuyo.
Tres tuvo que parpadear fuerte y, a continuación, pasar la mano por sus ojos.
- Tu amistad es todo lo que necesito, mi amigo, pues es malditamente invaluable.”

“¿Crees que quiero decir esto? ¡Jesucristo, Trez, te amo! ¡No quiero que estés con alguna otra mujer, nunca! ¡Quiero que te sientes en una esquina y me llores hasta que mueras! ¡No quiero que veas el sol o la luna o disfrutes otra comida o que tengas un buen sueño! ¡Quiero perseguirte el resto de tu vida, hasta que donde quiera que vayas y a todos con quien hables, todo lo que puedas ver sea mi fantasma, porque entonces sabré que no me has olvidado!
¿Quieres saber lo que es la muerte? Te diré lo que es: la muerte es que los vivos te olviden. ¡Como era tu aroma y como lucías, como se escuchaba tu voz, como te reías! Incluso si hay un más allá. Mi muerte va a ser que tú sigas sin mí hasta que no puedas recordar el color de mis ojos o qué tan largo era mi cabello.”

“From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile.”

“It had been so good to see his enemy again. Positively heartwarming.

Hallmark really needed to start up a line of revenge cards, the kind that let you reach out to those you were going to come after with a vengeance.

- Lash”

“Fine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.”

“If you're going to insist on being reasonable, I'm going to stop hanging with you.”

“She was glad she didn’t know where it would take her. Because sometimes the only thing that
got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out.

[Ehlena]”

“If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer.”

“V?" Butch said. "Don't leave, okay?"
"Never." V brushed Butch's hair back with a gesture so tender it was out of place coming from a male.”

“All right, then, her first rule for the rest of her days: no more looking outside for definitions. She might not have any clue who she was, but better to be lost and searching than shoved into a social box by someone else.”

“You are perfect for a female."
"Not where I come from."
"Then they're using the wrong standard.”

“You would have made a fine warrior, you know that?"

I am one. Death is my enemy."

Yeah, it is, isn't it." God, it made such sense that he'd bonded with her. She was a fighter… like him. "Your scalpel's your dagger."

Yup.”

“Life was short, no matter how many days you were granted. And people were precious, each and every one, no matter how many you were lucky enough to have in your life. And love… love was worth dying for.
Worth living for, too. -Tohrment”

“There was pain, and then there was PAIN. This was-Vishous”

“No matter what you wear… to me, you will always have diamonds on the soles of your shoes.”

“he wanted to say. And not “we” as in the Brotherhood.

Not even “we” as in he and John.

More like … “me”.”

“I am very comfortable with conflict, be it of the legal or mortal kind. My father was a mediator, a bridge maker. I am a grave maker.”

“What happened to you?" she asked.
"I got hit in the side."
"With what?"
"A knife.”

“As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.”

“Now tell me something. What’s your word for husband?”
“Hellren, I suppose. The short version is just hell.”
She laughed softly. “Go figure.”

“You're not half the male you could be because of what was done to you. You're twice what anyone else is because you survived.”

“Written on the mirror, revealed by the steam, were the words, I love you, Jane.”

“Qhuinn wanted to say”

“Butch nodded as if he knew exactly what was doing. "Like I said, my man, it's whatever. You and me? Same as always, no matter who you screw. Although… if you're into sheep, that would be tough. Don't know if I could handle that.”

“She nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary. Or Sue.
But no, she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth.”

“Whether you have sight or not, I see the future in your eyes." -Beth”

“Just once" Blay said softly. "Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like.”

“Will you get off me!"
"But I'm giving you CPR-"
"I will die before kissing you, Hollywood." Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy.
"Don't even think about it.”

“Sometimes the only way to know how far you'd come was to return to where you once had been.”

“Stop it.
Do not feel safe with him. The Stockholm Syndrome is not your friend.”

“I'm not broken, I'm ruined. Do you understand the difference? With broken maybe you can fix things. Ruined? All you can do is wait to bury me.”