#anger

As the Dark Lord becomes ever more powerful, your race is set still more firmly above mine! Gringotts falls under Wizarding rule, house-elves are slaughtered, and who amongst the wand-carriers protests?” “We do!” said Hermione. She had sat up straight, her eyes bright. “We protest! And I’m hunted quite as much as any goblin or elf, Griphook! I’m a Mudblood!” “Don’t call yourself —” Ron muttered. “Why shouldn’t I?” said Hermione. “Mudblood, and proud of it! I’ve got no higher position under this new order than you have, Griphook! It was me they chose to torture, back at the Malfoys’! ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#hermione-granger #mudblood #death

Nuclear proliferation - the proliferation of WMDs altogether - is one of the greatest dangers of our time. ↗

— Timothy Garton Ash

#dangers #greatest #nuclear #our #our time

But there were too many points at which the other self could invade the self he wanted to preserve, and there were too many forms of invasion: certain words, sounds, lights, actions his hands or feet performed, and if he did nothing at all, heard and saw nothing, the shouting of some triumphant inner voice that shocked him and cowed him. ↗

— Patricia Highsmith

#inner-voice #inner-voicery #invasion #life #lights

When I write, I am not giving a lecture, I am speculating on behavior. Sometimes this is dangerous, but it should be. As I say often, theatre is a dark place and we should keep the light out of it. ↗

— Howard Barker

#behavior #dangerous #dark #dark place #giving

Breaking the kiss when she had reached the point where she had begun to hope he would never stop, he surged over her and she felt his need digging into her belly as he burrowed his face against her neck. "Don't torture me anymore. I am repentant. I swear." She opened her eyes to look at him as he lifted his head. His features were drawn and harsh with painful need. "I have never been more miserable in my life, Mellie, and the only way you could possibly make me more miserable is to leave where I can not even see you." Lifting a hand, she stroked his hard cheek. He turned his face into her palm, kissing it. "Don't make beg, Mellie." "Why?" A pained look flickered across his features. "Because I will, and my ego might never recover. ↗

— Julia Keaton

#melantha #ransom #stranger-in-my-bed #life

Have we become so defensive that we cannot even tolerate a kind act? ↗

— Kyra Gregory

#angst #defensive #defensiveness #frustration #pain

I am trying like Klee, to create something that will have a life of its own, that can put me in real danger, a danger which I willingly take on myself. ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#guns #klee #painting #life

Clara: "I won't hurt you." Be not afraid. His eyes flashed with anger like i've come right out and called him chicken. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#tucker-avery #anger

Normally we divide the external world into that which we consider to be good or valuable, bad or worthless, or neither. Most of the time these discriminations are incorrect or have little meaning. For example, our habitual way of categorizing people as friends, enemies, and strangers depending on how they make us feel is both incorrect and a great obstacle to developing impartial love for all living beings. Rather than holding so tightly to our discriminations of the external world, it would be much more beneficial if we learned to discriminate between valuable and worthless states of mind. ↗

— Geshe Kelsang Gyatso

#discrimination #enemies #friends #good #mind

Non ero triste per qualcosa in particolare, piangevo per tante cose insieme. ↗

— Banana Yoshimoto

#piangere #sadness #triste #vita #life