#be

Democrats' definition of "rich" - always seems to be set just above whatever the salary happens to be for a member of Congress. Perhaps that says it all. ↗

— Steve Steckler

#always #congress #definition #democrats #happens

And this, even more wonderful and mysterious, is also true: when I read it, when I read what Julie's written, she is instantly alive again, whole and undamaged. With her words in my mind while I'm reading, she is as real as I am. Gloriously daft, drop-dead charming, full of bookish nonsense and foul language, brave and generous. She's right here. Afraid and exhausted, alone, but fighting. Flying in silver moonlight in a plane that can't be landed, stuck in the climb—alive, alive, ALIVE. ↗

— Elizabeth Wein

#maddie-bradott #nonsense

And one more thing: you still believe that man can be good. If that weren't the case, you wouldn't have invented all this nonsense to convince yourself otherwise. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#good #nonsense

No hatred ↗

— Corrie Ten Boom

#corrie-quotes-her-sister #hatred

May the odds be ever in your favor! ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger

In her dreams the Hawk would be waiting for her by the sea's edge; her kilt-clad, magnificent Scottish laird. He would smile and his eyes would crinkle, then turn dark with smoldering passion. She would take his hand and lay it gently on her swelling abdomen, and his face would blaze with happiness and pride. Then he would take her gently, there on the cliff's edge, in tempo with the pounding of the ocean. He would make fierce and possessive love to her and she would hold on to him as tightly as she could. But before dawn, he would melt right through her fingers. And she would wake up, her cheeks wet with tears and her hands clutching nothing but a bit of quilt or pillow. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#beyond-the-highland-mist #karen-marie-moning #dreams

However small we are, we should always fight for what we believe to be right. And I don’t mean fight with the power of our fists or the power of our swords…I mean the power of our brains and our thoughts and our dreams. And as small and quiet and unimportant as our fighting may look, perhaps we might all work together…and break out of the prisons of our own making. Perhaps we might be able to keep this fierce and beautiful world of ours as free for all of us as it seemed to be on that blue afternoon of my childhood. ↗

— Cressida Cowell

#freedom #hope #beauty

Vegas changed people, creating monsters and broken men. It was easy to let the lights and stolen dreams seep into your blood. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beauty

You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! would you like to lie with your soul in the grave? ↗

— Emily Brontë

#heartbreak #love #death

Face it, Nat, this is one tiger who will never be jumping through your flaming hoop-- ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #dark-fey #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole