#am

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#humor #james #humor

Death stalked toward us on padded feet.        And it was not alone. ↗

— Melika Dannese Lux

#death #hybrid-vampires #leonora-bianchetti #showdown #vladec-salei

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." (Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven) ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#dreams

It seems when Opportunity knocks, Fate shows up to open the door. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #destruction #door #downfall #fate

What you feel for me, is it caused by your vampirism, or do you yourself feel that way? Because, I mean, I guess I AM, technically, like a walking hamburger. Who wouldn't want a free meal?" I asked tentatively. ↗

— J.L. McCoy

#vampire #humor

No,” said the figure. “You seriously don’t recognize me?” I looked at him closely: the pale face, the cape, the red eyes, the ridiculously large fangs. I couldn’t place him. “Um, do I know you from work?” I strained to remember if he was one of my co-workers. I strained to remember if I had a job. “Goodness gravy, Belle—I sit next to you everyday in English!” “I’m sorry—every face at school kind of blends into one conglomerate dull face except for the face of Edwart Mullen, the love of my life. ↗

— Harvard Lampoon

#nightlight #parody #twilight #life

Wasn't there only one respectable memento of a man worth keeping, the kind that draws Valentines and learns to spell Mississippi? ↗

— Lionel Shriver

#death #family #love #death

The American Dream has become a death sentence of drudgery, consumerism, and fatalism: a garage sale where the best of the human spirit is bartered away for comfort, obedience and trinkets. It's unequivocally absurd. ↗

— Zoltan Istvan

#absurdism #american-dream #culture #modern-society #society

That the life of man is but a dream, many a man has surmised heretofore; and I, too, am everywhere pursued by this feeling. When I consider the narrow limits within which our active and inquiring faculties are confined; when I see how all our energies are wasted in providing for mere necessities, which again have no further end than to prolong a wretched existence; and then that all our satisfaction concerning certain subjects of investigation ends in nothing better than a passive resignation, whilst we amuse ourselves painting our prison-walls with bright figures and brilliant landscapes, — when I consider all this, Wilhelm, I am silent. I examine my own being, and find there a world, but a world rather of imagination and dim desires, than of distinctness and living power. Then everything swims before my senses, and I smile and dream while pursuing my way through the world. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#dreams

The idea that all souls are mortal is the only notion surely terminating love and all its forms. ↗

— Criss Jami

#atheism #belief #capability #damnation #death