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Jacqueline CareyJoscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like youโre sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heartโs a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?โ โMm-hmm.โ He finished his ale. โThat would be love.
Jacqueline CareyWe are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.
Jacqueline CareyThere are those who hold that there is a pattern to all that is said and done in this world, that no thing happens without reason nor out of time. As to that, I cannot speak, for I have seen too many threads cut short to believe it, but of a surety, I have seen too the weft of my fate shuttled on the loom. If there is a pattern, I do not think there is anyone among us who can stand at a great enough distance to discern it; yet I will not say that it is not so.
Jacqueline Carey