«Механическая принцесса» kitabından alıntılar, sayfa 28
Я люблю ее настолько, что, когда она уверила меня, что она будет счастлива с тобой, я поклялся себе никогда не говорить о моих желаниях снова, никогда не показывать мое отношение словом или жестом, никогда ни действием или словами не нарушать ее счастье. Мои чувства не изменились, и все же я достаточно внимателен к ней и к тебе, что я не сказал бы ни слова, чтобы угрожать тому, что вы нашли.
В мире есть человеческое великодушие перемешанное с желаниями и мечтами, сожаленим и горечью, обидой и властью, но все-таки оно есть
Will,” Jem said. “For all these years I have tried to give you what you could not give yourself.”
Will’s hands tightened on Jem’s. “And what is that?”
“Faith,” said Jem. “That you were better than you thought you were. Forgiveness, that you need not always punish yourself. I always loved you, Will, whatever you did.
“‘For whence had that former sorrow so easily penetrated to the quick, but that I had poured out my soul upon the dust, in loving one who must die?’” Magnus said.
Will looked up at him. “What was that?”
“Confessions of Saint Augustine,” said Magnus. “You asked me how I, being immortal, survive so many deaths. There is no great secret. You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”
“If Jem dies, I cannot be with Tessa,” said Will. “Because it will be as if I were waiting for him to die, or took some joy in his death, if it let me have her. And I will not be that person. I will not profit from his death. So he must live.”
My heart is my own. It is beyond you to control it. It has been beyond me to control it.
“Those are mistletoe berries in your hair,” he said, his breath ghosting across her cheek. “Technically, I believe that means anyone can kiss you at any time.”
She widened her eyes at him. “Do you think they’re likely to try?”
He touched her cheek lightly; he was wearing white chamois gloves, but she felt it as if it were his skin on hers. “I’d kill anyone who did.”
“Well,” Tessa said. “It wouldn’t be the first time you did something scandalous at Christmas.”
“I would have thought even a certified idiot like Gabriel here would have taken account of it and notified someone.”
“Notified who?” asked Jem, not unreasonably. He had moved closer to Tessa as the conversation had continued. As they stood side by side, the backs of their hands brushed.
“The Clave. The postman. Us. Anyone,” said Will, shooting an irritated look at Gabriel, who was starting to get some color back and looked furious.
“I am not a certified idiot—”
“Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence,” Will muttered.
пришли с этой историей именно сейчас. Разве вы не видели рун на дверях Института? Мы все скорбим…
Есть вещи, которые магии разрушить не под силу, потому что они сами - магия.
