#ares

But at the time when he wrote, Englishmen, with the rarest exceptions, wrote only in French or Latin; and when they began to write in English, a man of genius, to interpret and improve on him, was not found for a long time. ↗

— George Saintsbury

#english #englishmen #exceptions #found #french

So this guy, Jeff Johnson, who is an accountant who cares nothing at all about a free press and cares nothing about journalism, he's a right winger who supported the war, you know, who two years ago told people he couldn't stand a word that I wrote. ↗

— Robert Scheer

#accountant #ago #cares #free #free press

It is vital that Iraq and the United States together send the clearest possible signal that those who commit acts of violence against American military forces and American civilians will not be rewarded with amnesty. ↗

— Ike Skelton

#against #american #american military #amnesty #civilians

Many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares, were there a danger of their coming true! ↗

— Logan Pearsall Smith

#danger #darken #into #many #nightmares

The Court is most vulnerable and comes nearest to illegitimacy when it deals with judge-made constitutional law having little or no cognizable roots in the language or design of the Constitution. ↗

— Byron White

#constitution #constitutional #court #deals #design

Max, you can change your mind.” His voice was like autumn leaves dropping lightly onto the ground. “I don’t know how.” Then my throat felt tight, and I rubbed my fists against my eyes. I dropped my face onto my arms, crossed over my knees. This sucked! I wanted to be back with the oth- Fang’s hand gently smoothed my hair off my neck. My breath froze in my chest, and every sense seemed hyperalert. His hand stroked my hair again, so softly, and then trailed across my neck and shoulder and down my back, making me shiver. I looked up. “What the heck are you doing?” “Helping you change your mind,” he whispered, and then he leaned over, tilted my chin up, and kissed me. ↗

— James Patterson

#change-your-mind #kiss #kissing #love #oh-my-god

Come, my child," I said, trying to lead her away. "Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries." "Good-bye, poor hare!" Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child. "Oh, my darling, my darling!" she moaned, over and over again. "And God meant your life to be so beautiful! ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#children-s-literature #death #dying #god #grief

He smelled like alcohol and a bad dream. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #michael #nightmares #scary #dreams

Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it, we go nowhere - Carl Sagan ↗

— T.S. Garp

#dreams #magic #nightmares #poems #dreams

Most nightmares are caged in their realm by implausibilities. The sleeper slogs through quicksand in a fun house of frightening nonsense and disjointed mumbo jumbo. But everything’s all better once the bedside lamp is back on, because reality, even when it’s bad, is easily distinguished from night terror. Except for the trying-to-scream dream. That one’s pretty much spot-on. ↗

— Jamie Mason

#night-terrors #nightmares #scream #terror #dreams