The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people.
Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.
Trust your instincts, trust your judgment.
Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?" "Choosing." Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. "I'm mine. Not anyone else's." "I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.
Happiness is a choice.
I was thinking it was worth the risk if it meant forever with my faery girlfriend.