#aunt

My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts, and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning. ↗

— Robert Ripley

#aunt #concerts #down #friday #friday afternoon

Perhaps this is our strange and haunting paradox here in America - that we are fixed and certain only when we are in movement. ↗

— Thomas Wolfe

#certain #fixed #haunting #here #movement

They did that little thing on South Park, and they mentioned my name and had a character of me judging a Halloween contest. It was really funny.That made me the coolest aunt on earth. ↗

— Tina Yothers

#character #contest #coolest #did #earth

No, but one can feel desperate at any age, don’t you think? The young are eternally desperate,” he said frankly. “And books, they offer hope — that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe one is saved. ↗

— Anne Rice

#aunt #blackwood #book #farm #lestat

...a row of tables manned by seated, serious women. Each woman looked like she could be someone's least-favourite aunt. ↗

— Adam Rex

#funny #women #age

Each leaf that brushed his face deepened his sadness and dread. Each leaf he passed he'd never pass again. They rode over his face like veils, already some yellow, their veins like slender bones where the sun shone through them. He had resolved himself to ride on for he could not turn back and the world that day was as lovely as any day that ever was and he was riding to his death. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#haunting #beauty

I visited my old haunt, but somehow without all my old friends there with me, the cemetery just wasn’t the same. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#friendship #haunt #humor #change

Warrior, when you pledge yourself to the service of a High Priestess, the goal is not to frighten her to death but to protect your lady from death. ↗

— P.C. Cast

#haunted #death

There is a child - a baby - who long since kicked off her blankets. Her skin is ashen and her mouth open in a perpetual yet silent scream. She isn't old enough to roll over, to sit up, to climb. So she lies there kicking her fat legs against the footboard of the crib, eternally calling for her mother. For food. For flesh. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#death #erie #haunting #life #zombie-apocalypse

If only certain things had been preventable, his life would have unfurled in front of him as intended, like a lush Oriental carpet. No surprises, no detours. Just a thick tapestry of days and nights that at the end of his time on earth, he could roll up and proudly claim as his own. ↗

— Shilpa Agarwal

#haunting-bombay #life-and-death #regret #shilpa-agarwal #tapestry