How did it happen that their lips came together？ How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill？A kiss, and all was said.
When I get tired of the world, I will think of you. Thinking on you in a place to live in the world, exist, I am willing to bear all the. You are very important to me.
Just like the seasons, people have the ability to change. It doesn’t happen very often. But when it does, it’s almost always right. Sometimes it takes what’s broken becoming whole again. Sometimes it takes opening up to new people and letting them in. But most times, it takes just one person who is truly afraid to show what they feel getting an opportunity they never thought possible.
We make our own futures, and then call them fate.And what better excuse to choose a path than to insist it's our destiny.But at the end of the day， we all have to live with our choices.
For Love is wiser than Philosophy, though he is wise， and mightier than Power， though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings， and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankinse.
You know, I just do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans. They're schemers. Schemers trying to trol their little worlds .I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how pathetic their attempts to trol things really are.
To them, you're like a freak like me. They just need yht now. when they don't, they'll cast you out like a leper. Their morals， their code...It's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. You'll see. I 'll show you. When the chips are down， there civilized people... they'll eat each other. See， I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve.
A flicted heart feeds on doubt and fusion. It will make you question your path、your tactiotives. When you stare ahead and darkness is all you see. Only reason aermination pull you back from the abyss.
We all have secrets we keep locked away from the rest of the world…Friendship we pretend, relationships we hide. But worst of all is that love we never let show. The most dangerous secrets a person bury are those we keep from ourselves.
In society, women are referred to as " the fairer sex"... But in the wild， the female species be far more ferocious than their male terparts. Defending the is both oldest and stro instinct. And sometimes it also be the most gratifying.
All too often, we mask truth in artifice，cealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose.We hide behind that which brings us fort from pain and sadness or use it to repel a truth too devastating to accept.
When you have elimihe impossible whatever remains， however improbable，must be the truth.
當你排除了所有的不可能，無論剩下的是什麼，即使匪夷所思也一定是真相。
精靈王 美顏盛世
第68章 Chapter 68
It’s said that we』re all strapped to fortune’s wheel, Nowhere is this truer than the ever-ging landscape of love. As one couple enjoys an upswing， another is plunged downwards. But top or bottom， don』t get too fortable. Because the ohing you rely on is that the wheel will keep on turning.
I remember the street or river down which we passed, the wall or woodland that surrounded us， at what figure on the dial stood the hand of the clock， which way went the wings of the wind, the shape and colour of the moon.
I have met a thousand animals and seen a thousand wonderful things… but all this I did without you.This was my loss.All this I want to do with you.This will be my gain.
Darkness scares us. We yearn for the fort of light as it provides shape and form allowing us to define what’s before us. But what is it we』re afraid of， really Not the darkness itself， but the truth we know hides within.
We make our own futures, and then call them fate.And what better excuse to choose a path than to insist it's our destiny .But at the end of the day， we all have to live with our choices.
Like all good things, the witg hour must e to an end. True natures are revealed， Tricks turn into treats. And taking off es is as much fun as putting them on. Everythiurns to the way it was. They wear their es for so long. Pretty soon they 』t even remember who they were before they put them on.
A person's true identity often be difficult to disv, even to themselves，causing oo question their character，their calling, their very existenost， time provides clarity.But for others，these questions remain unanswered for ay ot be fully defined when it is a guarded secret.
Just as there are two sides to every story, there are two sides to every person. Ohat we reveal to the world and another we keep hidden inside. A duality governed by the balance of light and darkness.
From the moment we're born, we're drawn to form a union with others.An abiding drive to ect，to love，to belong.In a perfeion, we find the strength we ot find in ourselves.But the strength of the union ot be known until it is tested.
Destiny...to believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must also believe in a on fate.Father to daughter，brother to sister，mother to child, blood ties be as unyielding as they are eternal.But it is our bonds of choice that truly light the road we travel.
As Hamlet said to Ophelia, 「God has given you one face， and you make yourself another.」 The battle betweewo halves of identity who we are and who we pretend to be， is unwinnable.
The past is a tricky thing. Sometimes it’s etched in stone. And other times, it’s rendered in soft memories. But if you meddle too long in deep， a dark thing， who knows what masters you』ll awaken
A person's true identity often be difficult to disv, even to themselves，causing oo question their character，their calling, their very existenost， time provides clarity.But for others，these questions remain unanswered for ay ot be fully defined when it is a guarded secret.
Trust is a difficult thing, whether it’s finding the right people to trust， or trusting the right people will do the wrong thing. But trusting your heart， is the riskiest thing of all. In the end, the only person we truly trust is ourselves.
Be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my ow’s blood. All that I ask of you iurn is that you will be a true lover
All to often, we mask truth in artifice. cealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones .we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose.We hide behind that which brings us fort from pain and sadness， or use it to repeal a truth too devastating to accept.
I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity， an or for a summer’s day.
For someone, itment is like faith， a choseion to another person or an intangible ideal. But for me， itment has a shadow side, a darker drive that stantly asks the question how far am I willing to go.
Even the best-laid plans go bust。Sometimes the light is so dazzling it’s all you see。 Other times, dark clouds devour you，and it seems skies will never clear。But when the sun beams while the rain falls，it bring a bittersweet rainbow。Just when you think you』re dang off into the su, a lightning bolt may strike you down。
Power be hoarded by the mighty or stolen from the i.Power provides the ability to choose, but has a proclivity for corruption.The use of power is not to be taken lightly for it is never without sequence.
Loyalties fed in apprehension and mistrust are tenuous at best... Easily broken when held up to the unfiving light of the truth. But in the darkness of our most desperate hours, it often these loyalties that lend us the strength to do what we know must be done.
But tws ever make a right, because tws ever equal each other. For the truly wronged， real satisfa only be found in one of two places：Absolute fiveness…or mortal vindication. This is not a story about fiveness.
In its purest form, an act of retribution provides symmetry，the rendering of payment for crimes against the i.But the danger of retaliation lies in furthering the cycle of violeill， it's a risk that must be met when the greater offense is to allow the guilty to go unpunished.
there is no such thing as justi out of court.perhaps because justice is a flawed cept. That ultimately es down to the decision of 12 people. People with their own experiences , prejudices ，feelings about what defines right and wrong. Which is why ，when the system fails us, we must go out and seek our own justice.
In a race between danger and indecision, the differeween life ah es down to fidence.Faith in our abilities，certainty in ourselves and the trust we put in others.
Oroduced, all order and iion is rendered useless . The oute of chaos ever be predicted. The only certainty it brings...is the devastation it leaves in its wake.
Sacrifice by its strictest definition, takes something precious in exge for the appeasement of a higher power.An abidiion to a cause that ot be satisfied with a simple promise.Because an oath，no matter how solemn，asks nothing iurn.While true sacrificem demands unspeakable loss.
For most, the final stage of grief，is accepta for me...Grief is a life sentehout clemency. I will never accept and I will never five，not even after the man who killed my love lies dead at my feet.
Truth is a battle if perceptions, people only see what they\'re prepared to front. It not what you look that matters， but what you see. And when different perceptions battle against one another...the truth has a way of getting lost...And the monsters ...find a way of getting out.
Intuition, always has our best is at heart.It is a voice that tell us who is friend and who is foe.Whies to hold at arm's length and whies to keep close.
Dark clouds devour you, and it seems skies will never clear。But when the sun beams while the rain falls，it bring a bittersweet rainbow。Just when you think you』re dang off into the su，a lightning bolt may strike you down。
All to often, we mask truth in artifice. cealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones .we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose.We hide behind that which brings us fort from pain and sadness， or use it to repeal a truth too devastating to accept.
Doubt is a disease. It is the mind, creating a mistrust of people’s motives and of one’s own perceptions. Doubt has the ability to call into questions， everything you』ve ever believed about someone and reinforce the darkest suspis of our inner circles.
Darkness scares us. We yearn for the fort of light as it provides shape and form allowing us to define what’s before us. But what is it we』re afraid of， really Not the darkness itself， but the truth we know hides within.
All too often, we mask truth in artifice，cealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose.We hide behind that which brings us fort from pain and sadness or use it to repel a truth too devastating to accept.
The past is a tricky thing. Sometimes it’s etched in stone. And other times, it’s rendered in soft memories. But if you meddle too long in deep， a dark thing， who knows what masters you』ll awaken
There es a moment in each of our lives when the trol that keeps us sane slips through our fingers. Most of us aim to seize it back. The best way to fight chaos is which chaos.
Every plan has a fatal flaw.Sometimes it's the heart, even in those who are supposed to be the most careful.But a careful nature doesn't always ensure success.When a plan is built on an unstable foundation，failure is not only a possibility，it's a certainty.
To successfully create illusion, the first thing you need is trust.But to perfe illusion，the false reality must appear as authentic as the o hides.Careful attention must be paid to every detail.The slightest of imperfes ， like a pin to a balloon, burst the illusion.And the truth behind the illusion bees revealed.
From the moment we're born, we're drawn to form a union with others.An abiding drive to ect，to love，to belong.In a perfeion, we find the strength we ot find in ourselves.But the strength of the union ot be known until it is tested.
It’s said that we』re all strapped to fortune’s wheel, Nowhere is this truer than the ever-ging landscape of love. But top or bottom， don』t get too fortable. Because the ohing you rely on is that the wheel will keep on turning.
Adversity creates ued alliances. But treaties of this nature seldom from with an equality of power. Loyalties fot in apprehension and mistrust are tenuous at best. Easily broken when held up to the unfiving light of the truth. But in the darkness of our most desperate hours, it’s often these loyalties that lend us the strength to do what we know must be done.
No matter how much we try to escape our past， we seem destio repeat it.
無論我們多想逃避過去，但歷史似乎命中註定會重演
第135章 Chapter 135
Sacrifice demands the surrender of things we cherish above all else.Only out of the agony of those losses a new resolution be born.An undyiion to a cause greater than one's self.And a moral duty to see a jourhrough to its absolute pletion.
There is no prison in any world into which Love ot for entrance.
任何世界的任何一座囚牢，愛都能破門而入。
第137章 番外一
Most people are like a falling leaf, floating in the air， tumbling， trembling, and ultimately helpless iural meal. But there are a few people like along the established orbital motion of the stars，the fate of impermanence wind blow to their， their heart has a fixed distance.
And when time slows， and suddenly every moment ts. All you want is for this time to last forever.
當時間變慢，突然間，每個瞬間都有了意義。而你唯一想要的，是這一次，能長長久久。
第144章 番外八
可汗•努甯辛格的夢境——
For the righteous, a revelation is a joyous event，the realization of a diviruth.But for the wicked，revelations be far more terrifying.When dark secrets are exposed, and sinners are punished for their trespasses.
