

“Life is like a game of chess.
To win you have to make a move.
Knowing which move to make comes with IN-SIGHT
and knowledge, and by learning the lessons that are
acculated along the way.
We become each and every piece within the game called life!”
― The Master's Sacred Knowledge
To win you have to make a move.
Knowing which move to make comes with IN-SIGHT
and knowledge, and by learning the lessons that are
acculated along the way.
We become each and every piece within the game called life!”
― The Master's Sacred Knowledge
“Depression is a painfully slow, crashing death. Mania is the other extreme, a wild roller coaster run off its tracks, an eight ball of coke cut with speed. It's fun and it's frightening as hell. Some patients - bipolar type I - experience both extremes; other - bipolar type II - suffer depression almost exclusively. But the "mixed state," the mercurial churning of both high and low, is the most dangerous, the most deadly. Suicide too often results from the impulsive nature and physical speed of psychotic mania coupled with depression's paranoid self-loathing.”
― Scattershot: My Bipolar Family
― Scattershot: My Bipolar Family

“Do you think she has an oven?” Mekhi asks. “Should we be worried if she has an oven?”
“I’m pretty sure she has an oven,” I tell him. “Most people do.”
“Maybe she prefers the grill,” Hudson suggests dryly.
“Is that a thing?” Flint queries, looking wildly among us. “Grilling?”
“You’re awfully squeamish for a dragon,” I tell him.
“What does that mean?” he demands, voice high with obvious insult. “It’s not like I fly around campus barbecuing local wildlife with my flames.”
“I’m thinking pizza oven myself.” Jaxon picks up the previous conversation thread without so much as batting an eye. “I think I saw a big one in the back when we were circling.”
“In that case, let’s go,” Eden says, starting toward the front door. “Those things get really hot, so at least we know it will be quick.”
― Covet
“I’m pretty sure she has an oven,” I tell him. “Most people do.”
“Maybe she prefers the grill,” Hudson suggests dryly.
“Is that a thing?” Flint queries, looking wildly among us. “Grilling?”
“You’re awfully squeamish for a dragon,” I tell him.
“What does that mean?” he demands, voice high with obvious insult. “It’s not like I fly around campus barbecuing local wildlife with my flames.”
“I’m thinking pizza oven myself.” Jaxon picks up the previous conversation thread without so much as batting an eye. “I think I saw a big one in the back when we were circling.”
“In that case, let’s go,” Eden says, starting toward the front door. “Those things get really hot, so at least we know it will be quick.”
― Covet

“Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?” Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment.
“No” I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. “Tell me.”
"I can't.”
― The Cruel Prince
“No” I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. “Tell me.”
"I can't.”
― The Cruel Prince
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