#black

You may be assured that we won't ever let your words die. Like the words of our Master, Jesus Christ, they will live in our minds and our hearts and in the souls of black men and white men, brown men and yellow men as long as time shall last. ↗

— Ralph Abernathy

#black #brown #christ #die #ever

Marissa laughed, utterly delighted with her mate. "Later. Food first." Butch settled back immediately, like she'd called his lust to a heel and it behaved because it wanted to be a good boy. As she left, the cop's eyes followed her with rank hunger and adoration. V shook his head. "You are a total sap. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood #butch #butch-vishous #j-r-ward #lover-revealed

...After all, acknowledging unfairness then calls decent people forth to correct those injustices. And since most persons are at their core, decent folks, the need to ignore evidence of injustice is powerful: To do otherwise would force whites to either push for change (which they would perceive as against their interests) or live consciously as hypocrites who speak of freedom and opportunity but perpetuate a system of inequality. The irony of American history is the tendency of good white Americanas to presume racial innocence. Ignorance of how we are shaped racially is the first sign of privilege. In other words. It is a privilege to ignore the consequences of race in America. ↗

— Tim Wise

#black-and-white #black-history #george-zimmerman #hypocricy #privilege

Your welcome means more to me, Ivy Alisha Tamwood, than a thousand souls. Watching Rachel work is a wonder of one catastrophe after another. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#funny

Why would I go looking for someone I know wants to kill me? ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#harry-potter #sirius-black #funny

If we survive this, I'm going to have a very serious talk with the techs back home about what constitutes "need to know. ↗

— Evan C. Currie

#home

God, he even knew their names. Rhage. Phury. And that scary-ass Zsadist guy. Yeah, no Tom, Dick, and Harry names for the vampire types. But come on, could you actually imagine some lethal bloodsucker named Howard? Eugene? ↗

— J.R. Ward

#dark-lover #imagination

Oh, dear God and baby Jesus in the manger, my eyes!” Dee shrieked. “My eyes!” My own eyes snapped open. Daemon lifted his head, eyes luminous. Then I realized my hands were still up his shirt. I yanked them out. “Oh my God,” I whispered, mortified. Daemon said something that burned my ears. “Dee, you didn’t see anything.” And then he added much lower, “Because you have impeccable timing.” “You were on…her and your mouths were doing this.” I could just imagine her hand signals at that point. She went on. “And that’s more than I want to see. Like, ever. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#dee-black #opal #imagination

His stare shifted back over to Qhuinn. The guy's huge body was arching into the human woman, his broad shoulders and his tight hips and his long, powerful legs guaranteeing her one hell of a ride. He was amazing at sex. Not that Blay would know firsthand. He'd seen it and he'd heard it...and he'd imagined what it would be like. But when the opportunity had arisen, he'd been relegated to a small, special class: denied. Actually, it was more of a category than a class...because he was the only one who Qhuinn would not have sex with. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood #blay #qhuinn #qhuinn-and-blay #imagination

The mind can imagine terrors far more horrific than you could ever physically bear, just like the mind will tune out those physical hurts when the pain surpasses what your body can endure. ↗

— Raine Miller

#blackstone-affair #imagination