#aunt

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed....Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#dreams

What have we given? My friend, blood shaking my heart The awful daring of a moment's surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract By this, and this only, we have existed. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#age

The memory of the aged becomes clearer and clearer with time. It has no pity. ↗

— Andrea Camilleri

#memory #age

What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil? ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#cosmetics #mocking #taunting #anger

She's your mother. I asked, Plus, you do look a bit like her. When you're angry, you both get these tense lines around your mouth...Look, there they are. ↗

— Molly Harper

#aunt-jettie #funny #jane-jameson #mama #molly-harper

In the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't squeak. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#haunted #house #life #tom-robbins #art

What moves me about...what's called technique...is that it comes from some mysterious deep place. I mean it can have something to do with the paper and the developer and all that stuff, but it comes mostly from some very deep choices somebody has made that take a long time and keep haunting them. ↗

— Diane Arbus

#diane-arbus #haunting #art

I don't want ta hear that kinda dirty talk comin' from you." "What, fanny? Fanny fanny fanny! ↗

— Kami Garcia

#aunt-mercy #beautiful-chaos #kami-garcia #margaret-stohl #beauty

Her father sat her down and spoke to her with great seriousness. "You are not a witch, Katerina. There is magic in the world, and some of it is wholesome, and some of it is not, but it is a thing that is in the blood, and it is not in yours. "The foolish will always treat you badly, because they think you are not beautiful," he said, and she knew this was true. Plain Kate. She was a plain as a stick and thin as a stick and flat as a stick. Her nose was too long and her brows too strong. Her father kissed her twice, once above each brow. "We cannot help what fools think. But understand, it is your skill with a blade that draws this talk. If you want to give up your carving, you have my blessing." "I will never give it up," she answered. ↗

— Erin Bow

#appearence #daughter #determination #father #looks

Her eyes were like the sea before a storm on the Carolina coast. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#hauntingly-beautiful #love #love-story #magic #beauty