Shall I Compare Thee Novels & Stories

“Yet, you seem incapable of doing so.” “Now, you’re comparing us—” “You compared yourselves,” he said. “Never once have I compared you.” My eyes pricked with tears. “Because she’s so much better than me?” “Because you’re two different people.” I blinked up at him, unable to say anything. I swallowed and dropped my gaze. I felt a little ridiculous. Here I was, comparing myself to a dead woman. Here I was, trying to get him to forget about her, and I kept bringing her up.

"What a whore you must be to spread yourself like this for your sister's husband.” “Saint!" I gasped. “You can't speak to me in such a manner." “If you want me to respect you, then you should have respected yourself first." He leaned closer. “Seeing you like this disgusts me. I almost can't believe that you and Leslie came from the same loins." “Do not compare me to that bitch." I gritted my teeth. “I am better than her in every way but you're just too blind to see it."

There isn't even any need for comparison because my mom will beat her hands down. "I don't think that there's any need for any comparison. I think that your mother is the one who wants to be compared to my mom. I know that she's my step mother and I really respect her but you should know that there's no way she can compare to my mother!" I said. I watched as Kate's expression changed. She is angry now. I wonder if she's going to snap?

An omen or what? “Her,” he replied and at that moment it seemed everything had gone still and mad. My mom had on ‘Nothing Compares 2 u’ by Sinead O’Conner and I could feel the lyrics come to life around me. “Nothing compares, nothing compares to you.” The words floated all around and inside me. Selene’s eyes wandered through the room, her hair moved gracefully behind me, completely oblivious to the effect she was having on me. “Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you.” She muttered along with Sinead. “I used to love this song.” She said,

“Do not compare Sheels to the likes of you.” “You really do learn nothing, do you? I already told you that your copied skill can’t work against me, yet here you are, ready to try. Didn’t I say, you’ll attack me with your sword, but you’ll die in the process? Well, if this is where your stupidity will get you, then by all means, suit yourself.”

Daphne took the time to glance at the enjoyable expression on her face, and asked: "Are you still going thinking about your sister..." .... .... .... Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night. She walks in beauty, like the night

"It'll be fine. The sting means it's cleaning." 'Why does he resemble His Majesty?' I stiffened. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine," Billie said. But I wasn't. She'd called me Your Majesty more than once. Who exactly was she seeing when she looked at me? Who was this "majesty" she was comparing me to? I didn't have the right to feel jealous— but I did. I leaned in, closer than before. To my surprise, she didn't push me away. Heat rose under my skin as her breath brushed mine. Just as I was about to kiss her—