Axie Oh Quotes

Stories are both an escape from the truths of the world and the only way to see them clearly.

Nothing extraordinary is ever done out of reason or logic, but because it’s the only way for your soul to breathe.

Sometimes you don't find family in your own blood, but elsewhere.

I was angry at the fate I'd been given. Because I realised that in order for you to have what you want, I'd have to lose the only thing I've ever wanted.

That there is no place you can go so far away from forgiveness. Not from someone who loves you.

Sometimes, only through a story can a truth be heard.

I don't think love can be bought or earned or even prayed for. It must be freely given.

Not all storytellers are grandmothers, but all grandmothers are storytellers.

That's just like a human to think the world revolves around you, to think the rivers are for you, the sky, the sea is for you. You are just one of many parts of the world, and in my opinion, the one that blights them all.

Because the people who live for tomorrow don't take risks. They're afraid of the consequences. While the people who live for today have nothing to lose, so they fight tooth and nail.

Something crafted with so much love could never sink

Do you know how much I love you?" "Even I don't know. My love for you is endless. Deep and endless, like the sea.

I’m saying, people do strange things to protect their hearts. But when you’re afraid, your heart is closed, and it’s never the right time, but when your heart is open, and you’re willing to be brave enough to take a chance, the time is always right.

We will always love you, because you are ours. You are our sea, and our storms and our sunlight breaking out over a new day. You are our hope. We've been waiting for you for such a long time. Come back to us. Please come back.

Don't chase fate, Mina. Let fate chase you." " love can't be bought or earned or even prayed for. It must be freely given.

Wait for me," he says, "where the land meets the sea.

I apologize for many things, but mostly I apologize for making the weight you carry a little heavier.

But strange, Mina, why do I feel like this? I don’t need a Red String or Fate to tell me that if you should die, so will I.

If cellists have fan clubs, Jenny, I want to join yours.

Humans tell myths to explain what they cannot understand.

My grandfather understood the comfort there is in shared silence.

There are many pathways destiny can take.

Nothing extraordinary is ever done out of reason or logic, but because it's the only way for your soul to breathe.

And never was it for anyone's sake but my own. I couldn't endure in a world where I did nothing, where I let those I love suffer and be hurt. If I had stayed home, if I had never run after Joon, if I had never jumped into the sea, there would have been such a hole in my heart- the emptiness of having done nothing at all.

People don't begin relationships thinking they'll end." "No, people end relationships when they know they should have never begun in the first place.

In order to remain a human you'd have to tie your life to an immortal. I may not be the god of a river, a mountain, or a lake but I am a god, and I would tie my life to yours, if you'll have me

Look Shin, I found your soul." I lift my palm. At the center sits the pebble with the carving of the lotus flower... "It might not be as large as a mountain or as bright as the moon, but it's your soul. It's strong, resilient, and steadfast. And stubborn. And worthy, just as you are.

My girlfriend that I was in love with who broke up with me on a hospital rooftop three months ago in Seoul shows up right before my concert in New York City. Yeah, I forgot about it.

After all, a true musician doesn’t just perform a song but makes you feel something. And it’s clear with how my heart aches from the memory and the music, he has the spark. I want to ask him where it comes from, and how can I find it for myself.

Your story has been told over and over again, by everyone but you, I might have jumped into the sea to save Joon, but it was your hesitation that gave me the courage. With everyone and everything pushing you toward the Sea God and a fate not of your choosing, you looked back to what you wanted. And because of that, to me, you are the Sea God's bride. The girl who, by saving herself, saves the world.

Your people suffer not because of any great will of the gods, but because of their own violent acts. They wage the wars that burn the forests and fields. They spill the blood that pollutes the rivers and streams. To blame the gods is to blame the land itself. Look upon your reflection to find your enemy.

Love is a country. It’s vast and endless and full of an unbreakable hope. Maybe this love is a love that’s worth dying for, I don’t know. All I know is that it’s worth living for, again and again.

My grandmother often said that the most dangerous of gods are the ones who are forgotten.

You can’t aim to please everyone, you can only aim to please yourself.

Shim Cheong might be the most beautiful girl in the village but her face is a curse.

I took the liberty of designing your pennant,” said Rhy, resting his elbows on the gallery’s marble banister. “I hope you don’t mind.” Kell cringed. “Do I even want to know what’s on it?” Rhy tugged the folded piece of fabric from his pocket, and handed it over. The cloth was red, and when he unfolded it, he saw the image of a rose in black and white. The rose had been mirrored, folded along the center axis and reflected, so the design was actually two flowers, surrounded by a coil of thorns. “How subtle,” said Kell tonelessly. “You could at least pretend to be grateful.” “And you couldn’t have picked something a little more … I don’t know … imposing? A serpent? A great beast? A bird of prey?” “A bloody handprint?” retorted Rhy. “Oh, what about a glowing black eye?” Kell glowered. “You’re right,” continued Rhy, “I should have just drawn a frowning face. But then everyone would know it’s you. I thought this was rather fitting.

I am like the other brides. I know what it is to love someone you would do anything to protect. Who are you to say what my fate is- if I am to fail, or if I am to succeed? My fate is not yours to decide, my fate belongs to me.

our relationship ended before it truly had the chance to begin

This is why I don’t like read receipts. It’s like psychological warfare. He knows I know that he read my message and chose not to respond.

You make me believe in wonders.

I'm saying, people do strange things to protect their hearts. But when you're afraid, your heart is closed, and it's never the right time, but when your heart is open, and you're willing to be brave enough to take a chance, the time is always right.

Wherever you are, I'll find you." "I'll make it easy for you. Because I'll be right here. With you.

Have new experiences, make new friends. I promise you can get the life you want now, if you just live in it.

Don't chase fate, Mina. Let fate chase you.

People do strange things to protect their hearts. But when you're afraid, your heart is closed, and it's never the right time, but when your heart is open, and you're willing to be brave enough to take a chance, the time is always right.

Wait for me, he said, where the land meets the sea. But I have waited for you, every day for a year, and you haven't come. What am I to do? How can I go on, waiting like this, when I know you will never come?

In another life, you might have found a more welcome shore than this. As it is, the sea is dark and the Sea God sleeps, and the shore is too far to reach.

I love them." It sounds like a confession, and I realize- haltingly- that it is. Whenever I ran through the rice fields, the long-necked cranes billowing their great wings as if in greeting; whenever I climbed the cliffs, the breeze urging me onward; whenever I looked out to the sea, the sunlight on the water like laughter, I felt love. I felt loved. How could the gods abandon those who love them?

The Sea God isn't angry, Mina. He's lost. He's waiting, in his palace far beyond this world, for someone brave enough to find him.

It is true that a wish is a piece of your soul. Because a true wish is something that if it never came true, it might break your heart.

I was twelve years old, and I could feel the hours of our childhood slipping through my fingers like sand in the sea.

love can’t be bought or earned or even prayed for. It must be freely given.

And there is no hope, because love can’t be bought or earned or even prayed for. It must be freely given. And I have given my heart to someone, but he is not the Sea God.

My father used to say there's a fine line between death and sleep, and that both are ways to escape an unendurable pain. But he never spoke of the choice you'd have to make to wake.

Here, let me explain it to you in Jenny-speak. You know that movie we watched earlier tonight? Ajeossi. There's a quote Won Bin's character says that roughly translates to, 'People who live for tomorrow should fear the people who live for today.' Do you know why that is?" "No," I drawl, "but you're going to tell me." "Because the people who live for tomorrow don't take risks. They're afraid of the consequences. while the people who live for today have nothing to lose, so they fight tooth and nail. I'm saying that maybe you should stop caring so much about your future, about getting into music school, about what'll come after, and . . . live a little. Have new experiences, make new friends. I promise you can get the life you want now, if you just live in it.

Because the people who live for tomorrow don't take risks. They're afraid of the consequences. while the people who live for today have nothing to lose, so they fight tooth and nail. I'm saying that maybe you should stop caring so much about your future, about getting into music school, about what'll come after, and . . . live a little. Have new experiences, make new friends. I promise you can get the life you want now, if you just live in it.

My eldest brother, Sung, says trust is earned, that to give someone your trust is to give them them the knife to wound you. But Joon would counter that trust is faith; to trust someone is to believe in the goodness of people and the world that shapes them.

People who live for tomorrow should fear the people who live for today

I am the maker of my own destiny.

Because the world may be corrupt and broken, but as long as there are gods, there is hope.

I am not your bride," I say gently. "Not truly. You don't love me, nor I you. We are fated, but not in this way.

What happened on that cliff so long ago that left an emperor murdered, two worlds torn apart, and a kingdom cursed for a hundred years?

My love for you is endless. Deep and endless, like the sea.

Why must everything we love be taken from us? Why can't we hold what we love forever in our hands, afae and warm and whole?

Is it considered cheating if you go to the concert of a boy band that's not the idol group your boyfriend belongs to?

In this moment, I don't feel beautiful. Nor do I feel very brave, my hands trembling. But there's a warmth in my chest that nothing and no one can take from me. This is the strength I call upon now, because even if I am afraid, I know I've chosen this. I am the maker of my own destiny.

I used to wonder to myself , Is this what it's like to have a younger sibling? I wouldn't know , being an only child myself. Because Joon, knowing you followed , always walked a little slower.

The elders say Shim Cheong was fashioned by the Goddess of Creation to be the Sea God’s final bride, the one to ease all his sorrows and usher in a new era of peace in the kingdom. She has skin forged from the purest of pearls. She has hair stitched from the deepest night. She has lips colored by the blood of men.

There’s something I must do, somewhere I must go. Will you wait here? Do you trust me?" He doesn't answer me at first, watching me with his sea-dark eyes. Then he smiles, a small quirk of the lips. "With my soul.

I feel as if I’ve stepped into a scene from a K-drama. The main characters are Jaewoo, the stalwart class president, and Sori, the chaebol daughter of a huge entertainment company, which I guess would make Nathaniel and I the disreputable American side characters, there to disturb the otherwise idyllic life of the leads.

Grandfather brought his rough hands to my eyes, wiping the tears from my face. “I’m saying, Mina, that Joon has loved you your entire life. Since the day you were born. He will always love you. It is his forever gift to you.” I shook my head. “Then why did he leave me behind?” “Because he knows that you love him enough to let him go.

The closer I get, the further away she seems. Until I'm right next to her, and she's as far away as the stars.

If you only trust yourself, it could be fun.

My fate is not yours to decide. My fate belongs to me

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. I’ve never seen anything more terrifying.

Jenny, I just signed an endorsement deal with Samsung.” He grins. “Let me spoil you with popcorn.

With his chopsticks, he picks up his macaron and places it on my tray. “Have mine too.” I beam at him. He’s giving me his macaron. It’s like he’s giving me his heart.

People who live for tomorrow should fear the people who live for today.

To blame the gods is to blame the land itself. Look upon your reflection to find your enemy.

A tall, not very frightening, honourable god without a soul. How did my fate get entangled with his?

We are fated, but not in this way.

You make me happy. The ducks in the pond make me happy. The clear skies, the calm sea, the lasting peace. All of this makes me happy.

Which makes me wonder how much of storytelling is embedded in the land and it’s people, a consciousness that we all believe in and share.

Then there are girls like my sister, who want to be the Sea God's bride because it hurts too much to be themselves.

Don’t be foolish, girl. Nothing in this world is ever freely given.

When I look at Kirin, I see only him, a bright light in the darkness. When he looks at me, he sees only the darkness.

There is no place you can go so far away from forgiveness. Not from someone who loves you.

Do you mean it?" he asks softly. His fingers around my wrist tighten infinitesimally. "I mean it," I say. "With my heart, with my body, with my soul.

I didn't want to chase you," he says, and I wince. Did he finally realize I'm not worth chasing? "I wanted to run with you.

Who would dare attack Lotus House?” Namgi says loudly. “Tell me, and I will go and hunt them down, tear them limb from limb. Destroy their homes, their sons, their goats, if they have them—

It has to do with me because it has to do with you," Young says, his voice dropping. "Jaewon-ah, we've been friends longer than we've been--." "Enemies?" I suggest weakly. "Than we've been lost.

I used to think that the world could not spin correctly on its axis if he were not present.” “I’m sure you’ve learned otherwise.” “Oh, no.” Theresa shook her head. “I’ve just learned to walk off-center.

But I think it might be the other way around. I think it would be a terrible sacrifice to do nothing. And never was it for anyone's sake but my own. I couldn't endure in a world where I did nothing, where I let those I love suffer and be hurt. If I had stayed home, if I had never run after Joon, if I had never jumped into the sea, there would have been such a hole in my heart-- the emptiness of having done nothing at all.

That's just like a human to think the world revolves around you, to think the rivers are for you, the sky, the sea is for you. You are just one of the many parts of the world, and in my opinion, the one that blights them all.

I hook my arms around his neck. “What are we stealing?” I can feel Jaewoo’s grin against my lips. “Time?” he suggests. He must mean it as a joke, but it’s actually the very thing we’re trying to steal. Moments like this are so few and far between.

How did I know? I think of all the pieces I've gathered up until now—Shin, who lost his soul and his memories with it; the Sea God, who seemed less like a god and more like a boy caught in a terrible nightmare. But mostly I knew… “Because I am the Sea God's bride, and Shin is the one I love.

You left the house though I forbade it,” he says. “Didn’t you hear what the fox goddess said? My life is tied to yours. If you die, so shall I. You may not care for my life, but you should at least have a care for your own. There are many things in this realm that could kill a weak human like yourself.

Grinning, she hovered over him. Then, like a fist closing around a doorknob, her grin closed around him. With her lips, she turned the knob first one way and then the other: left, right, open, shut; left, right, open, shut. The knob did not squeak. In fact, Wiggs was unusually quiet. Now, falling into rhythm, she sucked the knob from its axle, sucked the axle from its door, the door from its hinges. Out onto the lawn, tempo increasing, she sucked up the flagstone walk, the rosebushes, the petunia bed, the sprinkler, the driveway, and the small Japanese car parked in the driveway: oh, what a feeling! Toyota! Wiggs moaned as the neighborhood disappeared. The towers of the city began to sway, and soon, the planet itself fell victim to the force, swelling at its equator, throbbing at its poles. It wobbled violently on its axis, once, twice, then exploded. The Big Bang theory, proven at last. Continuing to impersonate a black hole, she pulled in every drop and particle – she’d never had a man in such entirety – and it wasn’t until the final spasm had subsided and the cosmos was at peace that she loosened her grip and, lips glistening like the Milky Way, looked up to see – the legs of a third party standing there.

Leaning back in the couch, she let her mind relax. Think, Heather. Think. She visualized a grid containing the origin of a coordinate system. A perpendicular set of lines labeled “x axis” and “y axis” appeared to float before her. She drew a single point located right three ticks and up four ticks from the origin on the grid, then followed up with another point, connecting the two with a line. It was there, floating perfectly in the air before her. Right, she thought. She added another dimension to the grid to form a cube, and into this cube she drew spheres, ellipsoids, cubes, and pyramids. It was easy. The equations came faster and faster, as if she had fumbled around and found a switch in the dark. A part of her mind turned on, big time. Adding a fourth dimension was easy. She took her three-dimensional grid cube, shrank it to the size of a pinhead, then formed a line of these cubes. Five dimensions formed from a plane of the 3D grid cubes. Six: a cube made of cubes. Seven dimensions: a line made of the new cube of cubes. On and on the mental sequence spun from her mind. Easy. Oh so easy. She no longer had to think about the equations that represented the shapes. Merely visualizing the shape brought the corresponding equations to her mind. She didn’t have to solve them; she just knew them. It was beautiful beyond her wildest imaginings.

Oh, my father, such a difficult man. His world turned on his axis. From "The Father Tamer" in BREATHE IN