Ross Turner Quotes

If this was what it meant to be human, for now she saw more clearly than she ever had done, she didn't want to be.

I awoke with an insatiable desire to end my life.

The truth is often of no consequence.

It was just the way he was made.

True beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

It is always those closest to us who can cut us the deepest.

Marcii hoped she was wrong, though she knew the odds were slim.
Still, in the face of everything, there is always hope.

Just because he was not a monster did not mean he wouldn't be treated as one.

The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.

Death, child. It's beckoning us both, my brother and I.

He was like nothing she'd ever known.
Marcii hoped she would come to know him, for he was all she could ever have asked for and more.

Regardless of my age, such a trivial thing isn't important, it was upon that decision which my life hung.

And yet the night was still fresh: young as new dawn.
There was still time for worlds to change, if that was to be their fate.

Better he think me rude than not think at all.

If there was one advantage of the numerous lifetimes he'd been forced to endure, it was undoubtedly knowledge.

Love is the only emotion so unexplainable and unique, that not even the greatest of writers could hope to contain it within their meagre words.

I may be immortal, even if for a short time. But if it were up to me, I would not endure for even one more day.

She didn't know how this ended, she just knew that it needed to, one way or another.

There was one man stood above the rest, surrounded and engulfed within his own delusions of grandeur.
As there always seems to be.

He stood taller, and straighter, and broader, and infinitely more human than anything else Marcii could possibly imagine.

Life does wait, if only for a limited time.

It seemed everything would be alright after all.

Time is indifferent of the events and triumphs and tragedies of mankind, and really even, for the most part, of its own inexorable passage.

Only what you choose is what makes you.

Cruelty had been his weapon. But such a tool is dangerous and can spread further than you intend.