#arm

But youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#charm #youth #age

I'm an armchair kind of guy, especially when it's raining, which it always is and always will be. ↗

— Arthur Smith

#armchair #especially #guy #i #kind

With mortal age comes the immense need for childish charms. Like a fine wine, sweetens with maturity. ↗

— Rae Lori

#charming #age

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#in-his-arms #the-age-of-innocence #age

When I went into the Army, I made up my mind that I was putting myself at the Army's disposal. I believe in the war. That doesn't mean I believe in the Army. I don't believe in any army. You don't expect justice out of an army, if you're a sensible, grown-up human being, you only expect victory. And if it comes to that, our Army is probably the most just one that ever existed. . . . I expected the Army to be corrupt, inefficient, cruel, wasteful, and it turned out to be all those things, just like all armies, only much less so than I thought before I got into it. It is much less corrupt, for example, than the German Army. Good for us. The victory we win will not be as good as it might be, if it were a different kind of army, but it will be the best kind of victory we can expect in this day and age, and I'm thankful for it. ↗

— Irwin Shaw

#warfare #wwii #age

Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured. ↗

— Mark Twain

#acid #anything #harm #more #poured

I tried to push down my anger. One thing I hated more than Daemon's douche-nozzle side was him telling me what to do. "You don't own me, Daemon." "It's not about ownership, you little nut." "Nut?" I glared at him. "I wouldn't call me names when I have a knife in my hand. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#jennifer-l-armentrout #katy-and-daemon #katy-swartz #lux #onyx

Why are you so angry?” His question surprised me, and I laughed a little. “This isn’t angry,” I smirked. “This is just me. Get used to it. ↗

— Amy Harmon

#amy-harmon #anger #angry #anger

I like it too," Angelo said. "I love this country. Much you and anybody, and you know it." "I know it," Prew said. "But I still hate this country. You love the Army. But I dont love the Army. This country's Army is why I hate this country. What did this country ever do for me? Gimme a right to vote for men I cant elect? You can have it. Gimme a right to work at a job I hate? You can have that too. Then tell I'm a Citizen of the greatest richest country on earth, if I dont believe it look at Park Avenue. Carnival prizes. All carnival prizes. [..] They shouldnt teach their immigrants' kids all about democracy unless they mean to let them have a little bit of it, it ony makes for trouble. Me and the United States is dissociating our alliance as of right now, until the United States can find time to read its own textbooks a little." Prew thought, a little sickly, of the little book, The Man Without A Country that his mother used to read to him so often, and how the stern patriotic judge condemned the man to live on a warship where no one could ever mention home to him the rest of his whole life, and how he had always felt that pinpoint of pleased righteous anger at seeing the traitor get what he deserved. ↗

— James Jones

#democracy #immigrants #patriotism #propaganda #the-american-dream

Life is painful. It has thorns, like the stem of a rose. Culture and art are the roses that bloom on the stem. The flower is yourself, your humanity. Art is the liberation of the humanity inside yourself. ↗

— Daisaku Ikeda

#destiny #happiness #humanism #inspirational #karma