#am

[I]t seemed to me now that a Catholic church was the right companion for all these horrors. Didn't Catholicism deal with blood and resurrected flesh on a daily basis? Wasn't it expert in superstition? I somehow doubted that the hospitable plain Protestant chapels that dotted the university could be much help; they didn't look qualified to wrestle with the undead. I felt sure those big square Puritan churches on the town green would be helpless in the face of a European vampire. A little witch burning was more in their line--something limited to the neighbors. ↗

— Elizabeth Kostova

#church #protestantism #vampires #catholicism

What are you?' he [Nanapush] said to Damien, who was deep in a meditation over his [chess] bishop's trajectory. 'A priest' said Father Damien 'A man priest or a woman priest?'... ...'I am a priest', she whispered, hoarsely, fierce. 'Why' said Nanapush kindly, as though Father Damien hadn't answered, to put the question to rest, 'are you pretending to be a man priest? ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#gender-roles #native-american-reservation #patriarchy #priest #catholicism

Never be fooled by what you see. It's what you do not see that will kill you. ↗

— Ash Krafton

#vampire #urban-fantasy

- But Abraham, you mean I'm supposed to make stuff up !?!? - You are creators, you make stuff up all the time! ↗

— Esther Hicks

#creative-process #loa #visualization #visualization

He let out a sigh. With my head there against his chest, I could faintly make out the sound of his heart beating through his suit coat. It seemed to be rushing. His hand, gentle as ever, reached to cup my cheek. As I looked into his eyes, I felt that unnameable feeling that was growing between us. With his eyes, Maxon asked for something we'd both agree to wait on. I was glad he didn't want to wait anymore. I gave him a tiny nod, and he bridged the small gap between us, kissing me with unimaginable tenderness. ↗

— Kiera Cass

#love #prince-maxon #love

When I hear your name, I involuntarily clench my butt cheeks. Is that love? I don’t know—I’m not Nicholas Sparks.
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— Jarod Kintz

#clench #hear #hearing #knowledge #listen

Guys do ridiculous things for love." Adrian reached into his pocket and held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do you know how badly I want one of these right now? Yet I suffer, Rose. All for you. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose #vampire-academy #love

Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go... ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose #vampire-academy #love

Here was one with an air of high nobility such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote: one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Eldar Race. He knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#lord-of-the-rings #pippin #the-return-of-the-king #the-two-towers #love

Eating and sleeping are not like loving and breathing. Washing is not like eating and sleeping. Believing is like breathing and loving. Religion can be believing, it can be like breathing, it can be like loving, it can be like eating or sleeping, it can be like washing, it can be something to fill up a place when someone has lost out of them a piece that it was not natural for them to have in them. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

#love