Eowyn and Arwen--Two of My Absolute Favorite Female Protagonists EVER :D

Wormtongue:  O...he must have died sometime during the night. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir. I understand his passing his hard to accept. Especially now that your brother has deserted you. [Wormtongue arranged for his banishment.]

Eowyn:  Leave me alone, snake!

Wormtongue:  O, but you are alone. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness in bitter watches of the night when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you. A hushed, tremulsome, wild thing. (He takes her face in his hand.) So fair...and so cold. Like a morning with pale spring, still clinging to winter's chill.

Eowyn:  (Finally pulling away from his clutch.) Your words are poison.

from The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers

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Arwen:  He's fading. He's not going to last. We must get him to my father. I've been looking for you for two days. There are five wraiths behind you. Where the other four are, I do not know.

Aragorn:  Stay with the hobbits. I'll send horses for you.

Arwen:  I'm the faster rider. I'll take him.

Aragorn:  The road is too dangerous.

Arwen:  I do not fear them.

Aragorn:  (Relinquishing to her, he takes her hand.) Arwen, ride hard. Don't look back.


from The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring


(text from John and Stasi Eldredge's book, Captivating)



Just read this tonight and have decided that Daniel Defoe is brilliant... ^_^

"Let this stand as a direction from the experience of the most miserable of all conditions in this world, that we may always find in it something to comfort ourselves from, and to set in the description of good and evil, on the credit side of the account." 

"Therefore it rested upon me with the greater force, that it must needs be that God had appointed all this to befall me; that I was brought to this miserable circumstance by His direction, He having the sole power, not of me only but of everything that happened in the world. Immediately it followed. Why has God done this to me? What have I done to be thus used? My conscience presently checked me in that inquiry, as if I had blasphemed. Methought it spoke to me like a voice:  'Wretch! Dost thou ask what thou hast done? Look back upon a dreadful misspent life, and ask thyself what thou hast not done. Ask why it is that thou wert not long ago destroyed.'"

--Robinson Crusoe, from the classic book Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe.

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very informative and helpful...




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Astrid and Veronika by Linda Olsson


My rating: 4 of 5 stars


i absolutely LOVED the imagery that Olsson creates!




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