“ There is beauty and darkness in everything. Sorrow in joy, life in death, thorns on the rose. ”
Yes. Reyn is our resident horse master. He has an excellent seat.I grinned. I've noticed.Reyn's face tightened and Nell flushed, looking embarrassed. It's an equestrian term.Really? I thought you were talking about his ass.
~ Cate Tiernan
There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.
I cared about them. I wanted them to feel better, to live better lives. And then it occurred to me - I cared about myself. I wanted me to live a better life, too Caring about myself was allowing me to care about others.
Maybe what River had meant was that time itself was like a river, moving steadily forward, and you got to be in a new river every day, every hour. All my life I'd felt like a lake. A lake where everyhting was contained, forever. All my experiences, all the different people I'd been, everything I'd had, everything I'd lost...I carried them around with me, all the time
