Here, from her ashes you lay. A broken girl so lost in despondency that you know that even if she does find her way out of this labyrinth in hell, that she will never see, feel, taste, or touch life...

A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around - and - around to heat my flesh evenly....

I was always in love with love and now I am in love. In love, everything looks different. Everything tastes different. It is as if you have been reborn, transformed, become another person whom you...

Rilke wrote in one of my favourite books {Letters to a Young Poet}, "Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps...

The simple, humble, almighty, supreme virtue of love is the invincible fire of transformation for healing the world.

Something soft turn to stone within her. She had no choice. She had to fight. She had to win. She would learn. And then she'd free them.Or join them.

How do you express a skinny blonde werewolf and a former toad in a cake?

If I had to choose a moment in time when I knew my life would be different going forward - when I knew I would be different - this would be it.

There is absolutely no excuse to stay where you are at right now. If you are weak, He can make you strong. If you are timid He can make you brave. If you are a pervert, He can make you pure. If you...

Change was coming. Change was coming, and it was good.

Re is a prefix, which when used in front of a word, changes its meaning to convey a fresh beginning, a do - over, a repeat, a shift in perspective, or an opportunity to create something new. When you...

... Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night.

At some time during the process, {of writing} I came up with a therapeutic device. After each draft I would tear up the pages and feed the paper to a worm compost I keep in my garage. A few months...

The same love and graciousness as though I were a queen already and not wretched little Much-Afraid." Then she looked up into his face and for a little time could say no more, but at last she added,...

Her wrath became a song in her blood as she ended them.

whisper about, the one who finds out years later, just by accident, that she is not herself at all.

My work will be finished when I have helped the community to change and become whole.

He looked at the granite. To be cut, he thought, and made into walls. He looked at a tree. To be split and made into rafters. He looked at a streak of rust on the stone and thought of iron ore under...

SummerThe seasons between spring and autumn, comprising in the Northern Hemispherethe warmest months of the year: June, July and August. The period of finest development, perfection, or beauty...

The moments of transition, in which something changes, constitute the backbone of all of us. Whether they are a salvation or a loss, they are moments that we tend to remember.

A transformation, especially one that is deliberately sought, is often perceived as something disloyal, threatening.