Ann Aguirre
Ann Aguirre
Ann Aguirre is an American author of speculative fiction. She writes urban fantasy, romantic science fiction, apocalyptic paranormal romance, paranormal romantic suspense, and post-apocalyptic dystopian young-adult fiction...
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hurt world heal
Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them.
fighting firsts persons
For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.
memories moving dust
They say funerals are not for the dead but for the living. Those rites are what permit you to move on, so if you don't deal with the remains, you can never deal with the memories. That might be true; we may have walked in their dust down on Venice Minor, but it's not the same as a proper good-bye.
easy
Not just when its easy. All the time.
hero sacrifice winning
This is the way we win over our enemies, not with bigger weapons, or faster ships, but with human courage, ingenuity, and sacrifice. Don't lose hope. We've faced the darkness before-it has nothing new to teach us. As we go about our lives, let us remember the example Dr. Navarro set for us. At the right time, anyone can be a hero.
trying defeat stop-trying
It's only a sure defeat when you stop trying.
insane polite decided
With a polite smile, I decided she was insane.
butterfly wings dove
His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove." "You did," I whispered
long people promise
People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t change the length of time. Nothing comes with a guarantee.
pain perfection bears
Sometimes it felt as if all happiness came at a price. You could never, ever, have perfection. Life gave you beauty so you could bear the pain.
heart strange offers
A divided heart offers a strange sensation.
broken take-me-as-i-am take-me
He has to take me as I am, broken bits and all.
sick deuces dresses
I'm not sick, Deuce. You don't know your own charm." My charm? I hadn't been aware I had any. It must be the dress, I thought.
lying news ready
I know you have bad news,” I say softly. “I’m ready for it.” But that’s not true. One is never ready. You just lie and say you are and hope you can take the hit on the chin without going down.