The northern girl had a wild beauty, as he recalled, though however bright a torch might burn it could never match the rising sun.
"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise."
Emilia Clarke for Marie Claire (May 2014)
"And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling."
"I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once."
”Do I have an intimidating face? Not many men come up to me and give me one-liners.” — Natalie Dormer for GQ Magazine (x)
"You have to keep choosing recovery, over and over and over again. You have to make that choice 5-6 times each day. You have to make that choice even when you really don’t want to. It’s not a single choice, and it’s not easy."