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They should really tack that on to the marriage ceremony: 'Do you promise to love, honor, obey me, and also to kill me when I can no longer stand in a shower?

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The Shadow is what people are hunting throughout the tale. Or else it can dog the hero, refusing to leave him alone. It's a potent force that bewitches as much as it torments. It can lead to hell or heaven. It's the hollow forever inside you, never filled. It's everything in life you can't touch, hold on to, so ephemeral and painful it makes you gasp. You might even glimpse it for a few seconds before it's gone. Yet the image will live with you. You'll never forget it as long as you live. It's what you're terrified of and paradoxically what you're looking for. We are nothing without our shadows. They give our otherwise pale, blinding world definition. They allow us to see what's right in front of us. Yet they'll haunt us until we're dead.

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If I learned anything about her it was that she lived with a vehemence most of us never have the courage for." Banks tells me. "But there was something about her that precluded an ordinary existence. In some ways, I'm not surprised she's dead. A job, husband, kids, a beach house? That wasn't her. I can't explain why, except she was more like a force that whipped through life, defying logic, scaring you, even hurting you because she was everything you wanted to be, but you knew you'd never have the guts - and then she was gone. That was my experience with Ashley Cordova.

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I couldn't help but suspect something he'd seen or encountered had changed his view of what had happened between them. It had somehow set him free. And he'd let it fly, that gorgeous blackbird of a love he'd been keeping in a cage. What was it like for him, every day standing outside in the wind and rain to stare at the ocean, yearning for some sign of her, never giving up hope? At The Peak perhaps she'd finally come into view, a ship coming neither toward him nor away, only riding that perfect line between heaven and earth, long enough for him to know that she had loved him, that what they had was real, before slipping out of sight, probably forever.

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O Prazer da Leitura (71)

Most people ended up, after only a couple of months, far, far away from where they'd intended to go, stuck in some barbed underbrush of a quagmire when they'd meant to head straight to the ocean.  

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Life was a freight train barreling toward just one stop, our loved ones streaking past our windows in blurs of color and light. There was no holding on to any of it, and no slowing it down.

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O Prazer da Leitura (69)

It felt as if we'd been to war together. Deep in a jungle, alone, I had relied on them, these strangers. They'd held me up in ways only people could. When it was over, an ending never felt like an ending, only an exhausted draw, we went our separate ways. Be we were bonded forever by the history of it, the simple fact they'd seen the raw side of me and me of them, a side no one, not even closest friends or family had ever seen before, or probably ever would.

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O Prazer da Leitura (68)

Life had been a suit I'd only put on for special occasions. Most of the time I kept it in the back of my closet, forgetting it was there. We were meant to die when it was barely stitched anymore, when the elbows and knees were stained with grass and mud, shoulder pads uneven from people hugging you all the time, downpours and blistering sun, the fabric faded, buttons gone.

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As much as some people would like to believe, for their own peace of mind, that the appearance of evil in this world had a clean cause, the truth was never that simple.

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It’s what we chase but never find. It is the mystery of our lives, the understanding that even when we have everything we want it is one day to leave us. It’s the something unseen, the lurking devastation, the darkness that gives our lives dimension. 

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She told me her father taught her to live life way beyond the cusp of it, way out in the outer reaches where most people never had the guts to go, where you got hurt. Where there was unimaginable beauty and pain ... They were always reminding themselves to stop measuring life in coffee spoons, mornings and afternoons, to keep swimming way, way down to the bottom of the ocean to find where the mermaids sang, each to each. Where there was danger and beauty and light. Only the now.

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I hate how the people who really get you are the ones you can never hold on to for very long. And the ones who don’t understand you at all stick around.

Night Film, Marisha Pessl

O Prazer da Leitura (63)

Mortal fear is as crucial a thing to our lives as love. It cuts to the core of our being and shows us what we are. Will you step back and cover your eyes? Or will you have the strength to walk to the precipice and look out?

Night Film, Marisha Pessl

Leituras em Janeiro

Isto não é bem um plano de leitura para este mês, mas como tenho vários livros começados e ainda por acabar, decidi começar o ano a acabar leituras pendentes para fazer uma limpeza na minha caixa de "Currently Reading" do Goodreads.

O Limite de Rudzky de António de Macedo foi um dos livros que comecei a ler no ano passado, mas que foi atropelado por outras leituras, o que até é uma parvoíce porque o livro é pequeno e lê-se rápido. Por isso, não pretendo adiar mais e este mês é para terminar este conjunto de contos de ficção científica e fantasia.

Comecei a ler Night Film de Marisha Pessl com bastante entusiasmo, mas tive de parar na altura devido a leituras obrigatórias para a faculdade. A história é muito interessante, pelo que até acho que vou começar a ler tudo de novo, mas quero terminar este thriller ainda este mês.

Allegiant é o último livro da trilogoa Divergent da Veronica Roth. Embora até tenha lido o primeiro e o segundo livros assim meio a correr, perdi bastante o entusiasmo quando cheguei ao último livro e acabou por ficar de parte, agora é para despachar.

Ursula K. Le Guin foi a autora que mais li em 2014 e li alguns contos desta colecção, mas não li todos. The Birthday of the World And Other Stories junta vários contos, incluindo alguns do mundo do Eucuménio. A autora recebeu em 2014 a Foundation's Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters pelo seu magnifico trabalho como escritora ao longo de várias décadas.

 

Estou a gostar do mundo criado por Jim Butcher em Storm Front e gosto das descrições, mas acho que a acção demora a desenvolver-se e por isso ainda não me cativou o suficiente para ler sem parar. Vamos lá ver se coisa anima um pouco para o terminar.

Ainda só li uma pequena parte deste Volume 5: A Game of You, mas assim que tiver mais tempo é para devorar mais um Sandman. Só é pena que o orçamento não dê para mandar vir mais, mas o próximo volume está sem desconto no Book Depository. Sandman e Fables são as séries que estou a ler conforme vou comprando os comics, o resto vou arrajando na Internet conforme a disponibilidade.

Por ser fã da série do CW, Arrow, resolvi começar a ler a BD do Green Arrow para saber um pouco mais sobre como são as personagens nos comics e ter uma noção maior do que é que a série está a aproveitar e deixar de fora, principalmente devido às grandes deicussões que se geram nas redes sociais por causa dos fãs da BD e dos fãs da série, que sofreu um grande grande alteração no que diz respeito à protagonista feminina. Este é o Green Arrow - Volume 1: The Midas Touch. É possível que ainda leia também este mês o primeiro de todos, Green Arrow: Year One.

Gostei imenso do primeiro volume de Locke & Key do Joe Hill e Gabriel Rodriguez, por isso vou continuar a ler os volumes seguintes ainda este mês. Se ficar muito entusiasmada, até posso acabar por ler os volumes restantes.