Alana Stringer

“As it is, I will always be a stranger who never feels at home, who does not really want and is not really wanted, who can never belong, who must always be a little in love with death.”
― Eugene O'Neill

“As Merlin sat at his desk, he caught a brief glimpse of himself in the mirror on the wall opposite…He was approaching his mid-forties, tall, with dark Latin features thanks to his Spanish father. Bright green eyes sat above an aquiline nose, and his full head of jet-black hair was now speckled with the odd bit of grey.”
― Mark Ellis, Death of an Officer

“Thanks to art, instead of seeing one world only, our own, we see that world multiply itself and we have at our disposal as many worlds as there are original artists, worlds more different one from the other than those which revolve in infinite space, worlds which, centuries after the extinction of the fire from which their light first emanated, whether it is called Rembrandt or Vermeer, send us still each one its special radiance.”
― Marcel Proust

“I know the next year will be trying, but you must keep faith." His eyes bore into mine, and I fear he can see into my very soul.”
― Tricia Copeland, To be a Fae Guardian