#anita

He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the only thing he did that was cute. He was gorgeous, sensual, but rarely cute. - Anita Blake about Jean-Claude ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #food

I sipped my own coffee, heavy on the sugar and cream, trying to make up for the late work the night before. Caffeine and sugar, the two basic food groups. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#cerulean-sins #coffee #sugar #food

Art to me is a humanitarian act and I believe that there is a responsibility that art should somehow be able to effect mankind, to make the word a better place. ↗

— Jeff Koons

#act #art #believe #better #better place

I refer to calls for humanitarian intervention in the affairs of another state - a new idea, this - even when they are made under the pretext of defending human rights and freedoms. ↗

— Boris Yeltsin

#another #calls #defending #even #freedoms

Money spent on carbon cuts is money we can't use for effective investments in food aid, micronutrients, HIV/AIDS prevention, health and education infrastructure, and clean water and sanitation. ↗

— Bjorn Lomborg

#aids #carbon #clean #clean water #cuts

The most wonderful study of mankind is man. Relieving human suffering and diffusing universal knowledge is humanitarian. ↗

— Daniel D. Palmer

#human suffering #humanitarian #knowledge #man #mankind

I'm not a do-gooder. It embarrassed me to be classified as a humanitarian. I simply take part in activities that I believe in. ↗

— Gregory Peck

#believe #classified #embarrassed #humanitarian #i

Great. Every time I thought I understood the rules, they changed. Why was it that the **** rules always seemed to change for the worse? ↗

— Anita Blake

#change

Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#stupidity #death

He squeezed my shoulder and smiled at me. I realized that I hadn't kissed him hello, I always kissed him hello. Of course, I was still covered in blood and other bodily fluids, and none of them were his, but he might not understand that that was why I hadn't wanted to get too close. Some of my confusion must have shown on my face, because his smile widened. He turned me around by the shoulders, gave me a little push towards the bathroom, and slapped me on the ass. "Get cleaned up, I'll take care of things here." "I can't believe that you just did that," I said. "Did what?" he said, and he was grinning at me. I could probably count on one hand the number of times Micah had grinned at me. His eyes were sparkling with laughter as if it were all he could do not to let it out. I was happy to see him having a good time, really I was. But I wasn't sure what was funny, and I didn't have the courage to ask. It was probably something that would be at my expense, or something I'd just done that he found cute. I was not cute. Confused, fucked-up, bruised, but not cute. Nathaniel and Damian knew better, but as I passed Gregory, I had to say, "If you touch my ass, I will rip you a new one." I said it as I moved past him, not even pausing. "You're no fun," he growled. I looked back just before I turned out of sight of him. "Oh, I'm a lot of fun, just not around you." He snarled at me. "Bitch." "Woof, woof," I said, and finally made it into the bathroom. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#gregory #micah #vampires #courage