#anita

He goes on and on about war like it is something beautiful and noble, which only means he's never seen it himself. War is hideous and it leaves you covered in shit. I cannot kill anyone else. I will not. ↗

— Anita Diamant

#conscientious-objection #day-after-night #kill #killing #war

[The sound of the wind] was just more proof that the workings of the world were random, that beauty, like suffering, was meaningless, that human life was as pointless as waves on sand. ↗

— Anita Diamant

#beauty #day-after-night #meaninglessness-of-life #random-chance #randomness

He wanted you dead, now he doesn't, I don't know why. Chimera's crazy, he doesn't need a reason to change his mind. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#bacchus #chimera #narcissus-in-chains #change

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

I will never be able to go back to Sweden without knowing inside myself that I'd done all a man could do to save as many Jews as possible ↗

— Raoul Wallenberg

#humanitarianism #the-holocaust #world-war-ii #courage

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#stupidity #death

Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#death

If I wanted death, Edward would give it to me. Because we both understand that it isn't death that we fear. It's living. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#death

Zebrowski says that if you killed someone else just hide the body, he's not starting over on the paperwork. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#bad-ass #funny #dreams

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