#bell

I have done everything I can to make sure my daughter knows her father because you form your own identity by rebelling against your parents - but first you have to know them. ↗

— Greta Scacchi

#because #daughter #done #everything #father

Primarily I'm a social commentator rather than someone who's out to get the belly laugh. ↗

— Jonathan Shapiro

#commentator #get #i #laugh #out

You know I love you right?” “I know,” he breathed, his arm tightening automatically around my waist. “You know how much I wish it was enough. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#jacob-black #love #love

I don't see any reason why I should look for someone who never took the trouble to love me. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love

I think I'm going to have to live vicariously through my daughter's rebellion because I certainly never did go through adolescence. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#adolescence #because #certainly #daughter #did

Repression will provoke rebellion. ↗

— Hugh Williamson

#rebellion #repression #will

The fact is, the man who’d begotten me didn’t want me. In his eyes I should never have been born. And perhaps that would’ve been best. As it was, my existence had proven to be nothing more than a nuisance for everyone. I angered my father, brought strife upon my mother, irritated my teachers, and annoyed the other children who were forced to interact with me in school. All by simply being. When you aren’t loved, you aren’t real. Life is cold, like the stone against my palm. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#annabelle #child-abuse #richelle #richelle-goodrich #unloved

...his soul (was) ringing like a well-struck bell. But it was a bell that rang with more than joy and adoration — there was the sound there too of anger and resentment. She would not look at him because she did not want to be in his presence. She hated him and he (how could he not?) hated her in return. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #cale #god #hand #hate

...it’s just another one of those things I don’t understand: everyone impresses upon you how unique you are, encouraging you to cultivate your individuality while at the same time trying to squish you and everyone else into the same ridiculous mould. It’s an artist’s right to rebel against the world’s stupidity. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#artists #be-yourself #creative-process #encouragement #funny

His skin was a pretty colour, it made me jealous. Jacob noticed my scrutiny. What?" he asked, suddenly self-conscious. "Nothing. I just hadn't realised before. Did you know, you're sort of beautiful?" Once the words slipped out, I worried that he might take my implusive observation the wrong way. But Jacob rolled his eyes. "You hit your head pretty hard, didn't you?" "I'm serious." Well, then, thanks. Sort of." I grinned. "You're sort of welcome. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#bella-swan #jacob-black #male-beauty #new-moon #beauty