Mercedes Lackey

“I think you attract bad luck, that’s all I can say. You don’t do anything wrong, but somehow things seem to happen to you.”

It’s like I’m doing something wrong somewhere, but no one will tell me what it is and why it’s wrong!

Eyes that expected everything of him; that demanded things of him that he did not want to give, and didn’t know how to give even if he had wanted to.

She’d cry for Vanyel, but she’d never defend him.

That they would just be waiting for him to make a slip. All the time

He opened his eyes wide in the dream, and breathed the words out. “If no one touches me—no one can hurt me. All I have to do is never care. ”
It was like a revelation, a gift from the hithertouncaring gods. This place, this wilderness of ice—if he could hold it inside him—if he could not-care enough—he could be safe. No matter what happened, who hated him, no one could ever hurt him again.
Not ever again.