#bid

Modesty forbids what the law does not. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#forbids #law #modesty

What people ask for has nothing to do with the value of a property. You might see a listing for $300,000 and think you should make a $250,000 bid. But hyper-focus on what the house is worth. You should know what the house is worth by looking at comparable properties. Base your bid on that. ↗

— Barbara Corcoran

#base #bid #comparable #house #know

There is no pretending",Jace said with absolute clarity."I love you,and I will love you until I die,and if there's a life after that,I'll love you then." She caught her breath.He had said it-the words there was no going back from. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#forbidden-love #i-love-you #jace-wayland #love #true-love

All these buildings are like mountains I would like to climb, but I am forbidden. ↗

— Alain Robert

#buildings #climb #forbidden #i #i am

If the wine drinker has a deep gentleness in him, he will show that when drunk. But if he has hidden anger and arrogance, those appear. ↗

— Rumi

#anger

Delight is délice, délit is a misdemeanour' 'Well, it's bloody close...' 'Well, they often are.... ↗

— Alan Hollinghurst

#forbidden-fruit #french #sin #beauty

However strong the branch becomes, however far away it reaches round the home, out of sight of the vine, all its beauty and all its fruitfulness ever depend upon that one point of contact where it grows out of the vine. So be it with us too. ↗

— Andrew Murray

#andrew-murray #holy-in-christ #beauty

There’s such a thing as being irritatingly ethical,” said Eldric. “That’s you, right now.” That’s a pleasant change. Witches are rarely accused of being irritatingly ethical. “I’ve swigged.” I handed the bottle to Eldric. “Or is it swug?” “Swug,” said Eldric. “It is in bad-boy circles, at least.” He swug. “It tastes much better outside church.” “It’s the picnic principle,” I said. “Things taste better outdoors. And if it’s a forbidden thing, so much the better. ↗

— Franny Billingsley

#forbidden-things #change

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black. She has a knife, knife, knife, stuck in her back, back, back. She cannot breathe, breathe, breathe. She cannot cry, cry, cry. Thats why she begs, begs, begs. She begs to die, die ,die.. ↗

— Laurie Faria Stolarz

#death #magic #morbid #song #twisted

...and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along. ↗

— Mark Z. Danielewski

#depressing #morbid #death