18 Quotes & Sayings By Cl Wilson

C.L. Wilson is the author of numerous works of fiction, including the award-winning novels The Stand, The Road to Darkfells, and The Gate to Freedom. She is also the author of seven nonfiction books, including her most recent release, A Series of Unfortunate Events Volumes I-III. C.L Read more

lives outside Philadelphia with her husband and two children.

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He held up his index finger. "Rule one: in any dispute between mates, themale is always to blame, even when he is clearly blameless. Rule two"–his middle finger joined thefirst–"whenever in doubt, refer to rule one. C.L. Wilson
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My beloved is the sun And I am the earth that thrives only in her warmth. My beloved is the rain And I am the grass that thirsts for her quenching kiss. My beloved is the wind And I am the wings that soar when she fills me with her gentle strength. My beloved is the rock Upon which rests the happiness of all my days.– The Elements of Love, a poem by Aileron v' En Kavali of the Fey C.L. Wilson
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I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow, death's silent torment of no tomorrow. I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair, United in misery, the grief that they share. How do I show that, I am not gone..but the essence of life's everlasting song Why do they wee? Why do they cry? I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high. I am sparkling light dancing on streams, a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams. The coolness of rain as it falls on your face, the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste. Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieriafrom Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson. C.L. Wilson
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If honor were reserved only for those who never err, none of us would be worthy, " Rain answered. C.L. Wilson
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I don't want you to go." She reached up to touch his face and pull him down to her. "I want this, Rain. I want you. C.L. Wilson
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Ellysetta Baristani." Belliard's voice caused her to stop and turn back around. "Even should you clothe yourself in rags and dirt, you would bring honor to the Fey. C.L. Wilson
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He sat beside her. "What sort of things did you dream of?"" Oh, what most young girls do, I imagine. Fey tales. True love." She gave a small, self-conscious laugh. "You. C.L. Wilson
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When he caught his breath, he regarded her with glowing, half-closed eyes. "If I'm very, very good, shei'tani, will you do that again when we're alone? C.L. Wilson
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His hand trailed down the side of her face, brushing back spiraling tendrils of hair. "Come, shei'tani, dance the skiles with your mate. C.L. Wilson
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Oh, Ellie, you look beautiful. Like a Fey-tale princess. C.L. Wilson
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She glanced down and gasped, and her arms slapped into place to cover all her most interesting bits. He grinned. The robe and gown were sheer and he had not spun undergarments. She scowled. "This is not what I would call being 'very, very good.'"" That is a matter of perspective, shei'tani. From where I'm standing, it looks very, very good indeed. C.L. Wilson
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If I get in the water in this outfit, the cloth will turn completely transparent."" I know, and I'm looking forward to it more than you can imagine. C.L. Wilson
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But the Dark cannot claim what Light does not surrender. C.L. Wilson
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You think because you face situations not of your making that you exercise no choice? That you are helpless? To the contrary, child. Your whole life has been full of choices. Hiding from a hard truth is a choice. Surrender - even to the inevitable - is a choice. Even in death there is a choice. You may have no control over the time or manner of your death, but you can choose how you face it. C.L. Wilson
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I want. I need. I ache. I burn. Burn with me." Ellysetta to Rain in Lord of the Fading Lands. C.L. Wilson
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Do you love me, Rain?""More than I knew it was possible to love. All the stars will fall from the heavens before I ever stop. C.L. Wilson
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Do you know how a pearl comes to be?"" Oysters make them, from a bit of sand."" Aiyah. From a bit of sand." He rolled the pearl between his fingers. "All pearls begin as something unpleasant that the oysters cannot expel from themselves, even though they may want to. So they embrace these things that will not leave them, shaping them and smoothing away the sharp edges, until over time, they make of these unwanted things great treasures. . C.L. Wilson