Carole Cummings > Quotes

“He was intensity. He was strength. He was driving will and stubborn determination. He was reckless passion and guarded distrust. He was fucking beautiful.”
― Carole Cummings, Dream

“You've invented your own way of being, and perhaps it might be 'odd' to one who has no idea of the life you've led, but to one who does..." Brayden paused, shrugged. "To one who does, it's...it's...I haven't got a word. It's astounding”
― Carole Cummings, Dream

“Giving his life for another means nothing to him, because he can always have more, but for you, he'll give up his soul.”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost

“Have it your way, then. Pretend you don't hear your own voice inside the din. Pretend its not telling you things you don't want to know. Pretend that your deepest, most secret wish isn't that someone would love you like you know Malick can, if you let him.”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost

“Malick to Jacin: "There is no trade anymore, you're not nothing, you didn't kill Caidi, you're going to be the most beautiful-dangerous Incendiary the gods have ever seen, and I fucking love you. Deal with it.”
― Carole Cummings

“Caidi to Jacin: "Do you know why I love you?"

Jacin: "No."

Caidi: "Because you love so big, even when you don't want to. Because you can't help it. And because you need it back, but you don't know how to take it.”
― Carole Cummings

“Say that you love me. You don't have to mean it. You can lie. Just say it so I can pretend for a little while"
Fen to Malick - Weregild ”
― Carole Cummings

“Heeeeeere kitty-kitty, stupid fucking kitty.”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“Our children are ever both joy and bane, are they not?”
― Carole Cummings

“There was probably something very wrong with the fact that an exchange of death threats made Malick all warm and fuzzy, but there it was.”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“Yeah, you're fucked up, baby." He smiled a little and kissed Fen again. "'S part of what I love about you.”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“Malick reached up and gently fingered strands of matted chestnut out of Fen's eyes. Almost enspelled.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild

“And that voice. Malick would never say so, because the circumstance that had wrought it had been...rather terrible, but Fen's rough-raspy voice really did things for him. Really did things for him. It kind of made up for the missing braids. Which he also wouldn't say out loud.”
― Carole Cummings, Koan

“There is no trade anymore, you're not nothing, you didn't kill Caidi, you're going to be the most beautiful-dangerous Incendiary the gods have ever seen, and I fucking love you. Deal with it.”
― Carole Cummings, Koan

“[Malick] didn't move when Fen leaned in again, slowly closed his eyes, slid his hand up to cup Malick's cheek and replaced his fingertips with his lips again--light and sweet and warm, and so...private. Profound, maybe.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild

“Fuck you."
"Promise?”
― Carole Cummings

“I think that's the most terrifying thing about being... loved--that you can hurt someone so badly just by being what you are.”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“You understand that war is coming.' So bald. And yet so tender.
'You don’t need Dreams to know that.'
'No,' Lilibet said softly. 'Maybe we only need to know ourselves. And each other.”
― Carole Cummings, Sonata Form

“War’s took my cariad far from me
Bones resting ’neath cairn stones ’crost the sea
Eyes ne’r more rest upon Preidyn’s green shores
Held safe in cool shadow ’neath
Dragons’ wings the soul of my cariad soars
Rest in shadow
Cariad, sweet
Rest in shadow
’Neath their harbor we’ll meet”
― Carole Cummings, Sonata Form

“Chaste. Intimate. Meaningful, somehow, but Malick couldn't guess at the meaning inside it all. Didn't' want to.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild

“These people.... talked. All the time. And Malick especially.
Bloody magpies, all of them, even Samin sometimes. Jacin couldn't understand it. Couldn't understand how they could just... say things, give them power through spoken words. Give him power by letting him hear them. Spilling life stories through random conversation, and they didn't even have the slightest idea who he was, let alone what he might do with it all. Letting parts of their lives just spew out their mouths like it didn't matter that it all gained strength with each breath.
Hemorrhaging words. All of them. Didn't they know words were power? They all seemed like intelligent people--didn't they know that voicing the things inside you, letting another know, was handing that power over, betraying yourself, and if you betrayed yourself to the wrong person....
Maybe that was it--maybe none of them had ever shown another everything they had inside them and had it all turned back on them, used against them. That, he could understand.
He'd been naive once too.”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost

“Ah, Joori--couldn't live with him, couldn't chop him up for stew.”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“You understand that war is coming.” So bald. And yet so tender.
“You don’t need Dreams to know that.”
“No,” Lilibet said softly. “Maybe we only need to know ourselves. And each other.”
― Carole Cummings, Sonata Form

“Focus, Fen. You've been using pain for it all your bloody life. How badly do you want him dead?”
― Carole Cummings, Incendiary

“Oh, shut the fuck up," Malick grated. "That right there--that's what I've always hated about this business. That's what made me want to walk away from every one of you and never have to deal with you again. Immortality doesn't make us better, it makes us afraid to lose it. Power doesn't make us superior, it makes us lazy. We're supposed to be the teachers of mortals, we're supposed to guide them to keep the laws of the gods, and yet when those laws were broken by our own kind, I asked for justice and found I stood alone.”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost

“Blood is Blood," she said, wary now. "There are many things that can take the love in one's heart and change it, but very few that can wipe it out altogether. Even if we might wish it.”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost

“Yeah, yeah, big bad Temshiel. Destroyer of lives, seducer of innocents, and kicker of puppies." Malick rolled his eyes. "Honestly, what have they been teaching you?”
― Carole Cummings, Ghost