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The difference between an admirer and a follower still remains, no matter where you are. The admirer never makes any true sacrifices. He always plays it safe. Though in words, phrases, songs, he is inexhaustible about how highly he prizes Christ, he renounces nothing, gives up nothing, will not reconstruct his life, will not be what he admires, and will not let his life express what it is he supposedly admires.

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Søren Kierkegaard

Provocations: Spiritual Writings of Kierkegaard

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His eyes are so beautiful and dark and they do look like that dog____ mean, that wolf__. They are kind and strong and a little bit something else and I like them. I like them a lot. No, I like them way too much. Something inside me gets a little warmer, edges closer to him.The fire crackles and I jump again, jittery, nervous, but I don__ jump away from Nick. I jump toward him. Nick in the firelight with just a blanket on is a little hard to resist, no matter how crazy he might be. His skin, deep with heat, seems to glisten. His muscles are defined and good but not all steroid bulky. He is so perfect. And beautiful. In a boy way. Not a monster way. Not a wolf way.__re you going to kiss me?_ My words tremble into the air.He smiles but doesn__ answer.____e never kissed a werewolf before. Are were kisses like pixie kisses? Do they do something to you? Is that why you never kissed anybody?__e gives a little smile. __o. It__ just I never kissed anyone because I never thought I could be honest about who I am, you know? And I didn__ want anyone to get attached to me because . . .___ecause you__e a werewolf.___ecause I__ a werewolf,_ he repeats softly. Watching his lips move makes me shiver; not in a scared way, in more of an oh-he-is-too-beautiful way.I put my hand against his skin. It is warm. It__ always been warm. He smells so good, like woods and safety. I swallow my fear and move forward, and my lips meet his, angel-light, a tiny promise. His lips move beneath mine. His hands move to my shoulders and my mouth feels like it will burst with happiness. My whole body shakes with it.__ow,_ I say.__eah,_ he says. __ow.__ur mouths meet again. It__ like my lips belong there . . . right there. One tiny part of me has finally found a place to fit.