I think perhaps love comes from finding someone you feel utterly comfortable with, someone who makes you comfortable with yourself. It’s like…finding yourself, or maybe it’s like finding the other part of yourself.
I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that strangely no one had ever thought of bottling.
Threats are the last resort of a man with no vocabulary.
His library was a fine dark place bricked with books, so anything could happen there and always did. All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf and open it and suddenly the darkness was not so dark anymore.
The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets,the prettiest eyes have cried the most tears, and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.
She’s known sadness, and it has made her kind.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.
Spirit of the Warlock 