Author of quotes: Emilia Austen

Do not avenge yourselves, beloved, but give place to God's wrath. For it is written, vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.
God left us to ourselves - and he stares out of the heavens we were not mistaken.

He was getting revenge for us both, protecting my family from disgrace, leaving my father for his calm heart. At that moment I liked Remy a lot more than God. However, it is part of the highest love there is.

Only his chapped lips - for my lips, his heart beating so fast, my crazy heart. Who would we were with him - sinners, saints, criminals or innocent victims, we soldered to each other forever, and we even death are not separate. It will come one day, of course, to me or him, maybe both of us together, it is quite possible that today will pay a visit. But we are stronger, she us to take. One just waiting there, on the crossroads that converge in front of the gates; Saint Peter, the eternal, the Lord steward, wait for us both.

Life is not over until you breathe. Here I will lay down in a dry land, covered with clods of you in the last mouth, then predstavi before God and His angels and complain about the injustice. Meantime, breathe, live; life is not about money, not betrayal, not in the other, life in you.

The history of happiness is often hard to tell and interesting to hear what makes them special? All that lived, live and will live. Whether it is disaster history! That's when listeners are breathtaking, especially if the narrator is skilled.

All false.

Etiam innocentes cogit mentiri dolor.
Pain makes even the innocent to lie.

What causes us to stubbornly go his chosen path, even when it seems that there is no escape and the path incorrect? Stubbornness, faith, steadfastness. All my ghosts are behind my back and - no, not whispering, but loud look, their silence is a slap in the ears, they looks like a wall, on which to build.

The taste of sin so familiar to me that I well discern shades and know how to enjoy them.

- You will not regret later?
- No, Remy.
And freedom still want?
- And therefore came that I realized: you are my freedom.

Passion is fleeting, promises the impossible.

What are we now to those who judge! May their torments envy or indifference, righteous anger or regret, we will not touch nothing.

I'm not an atheist, but my God forgives me a lot. Sins be as fun as just a taste.

I'm not so naive to expect only good gifts.