For every pleasure, there must be a sacrifice.

To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn't stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one's place in the world. To say 'I am here.' To say 'I am.

Whatever will happen will happen. You either face it as a coward or you face it as a hero.

Love is patient. Love is kind. It bears all things. Love never fails. Love is as strong as death.

You can't really know what you are made of until you are tested.

Tread softly for you tread on my dreams. -Honor,from the Summer King.

Im omnivorous in my tastes, fiction and non-fiction, always several books on the go, though Ill read a novel in a day or two.