We all have scars, Wharick. Mine happen to be on the the outside, " Kathel answered but knew what he said wasn't entirely true. He bore scars on the inside as well.

I'll thank you now, Kathel, " Keirah whispered. Placing a simple, soft kiss on Kathel's lips, she turned and walked away toward her cabin, leaving both men stunned in her wake.

Their eyes drifted directly behind her. At the same time she felt the presence of a rather large, imposing figure, then the sudden heat permeated the air around her. He's behind me, isn't he?

Even though he knew both of their hearts were taken by others, he recognized beauty when he saw it and appreciated it as any male would.

A slow, knowing smile came over Keirah's face. Her heart filled with happiness, believing the Gwarda gypsy sitting next to her at this very moment was worthy of her beloved sister.

Even among the ugliness of evil that resonated throughout the green hills and flowering landscape, Northbrook was simply breathtaking to those who took the time to appreciate it.

I'm pleased to know you realize she is mine, gypsy. Care to explain why it is that I find you here in the Gwarda arena and touching what belongs to me?

You're causing the world to spin again, Keirah, " Wharick teased about her druid gift with nature. "You out of control? Do you need something to settle you down? he asked.

You may run from the calling, but, you will find no real peace until you fulfill your destiny.

Truth was she liked that he came after her. She liked the thought of being under submission to him in an intimate way. It was a welcome desire which Wharick alone sparked.

I do not belong to anyone! Certainly not to a self-centered, brute of man, err...being or whatever it is you are, person!" she fumbled.

They were handsome, proper and normal family fathers who built the concentration camps and whipped the prisoners to death. And who was Nietzsche? A narcotized syphilitic.

I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth - and truth rewarded me.

You ought to know how to rise above the trivialities of life, in which most people are found drowning themselves.

You can manage your sin, but that's not repentance.

Great towers take time to construct.

Good things take time, as they should. We shouldn't expect good things to happen overnight. Actually, getting something too easily or too soon can cheapen the outcome.

I've always hated being hemmed in or seeing anybody being hemmed in. Even when I was the smallest child, I couldn't bear being told I couldn't drink at a so-called white drinking fountain.

If a scientist is not befuddled by what they're looking at, then they're not a research scientist.

Natural selection is almost always handled in general temps . . This means that it has no explanatory power when specific problems arise.

If you are a [Hillary] Clinton supporter if you have friends who voted for [Donald] Trump it's harder to demonize that person.