#cal

It is a well known fact that reality has liberal bias. ↗

— Stephen Colbert

#fact

I've been thinking Hobbes" "On a weekend?" "Well, it wasn't on purpose ↗

— Bill Watterson

#purpose

Any war that requires the suspension of reason as a necessity for support is a bad war. ↗

— Norman Mailer

#common #communism #democracy #philosophy #radical

I would rather be governed by the first 2000 people in the Manhattan phone book than the entire faculty of Harvard. ↗

— William F. Buckley

#diversity #political-philosophy #democracy

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. ↗

— George Orwell

#animals #man #satirical #man

Fool! The Ideal is in thyself, the impediment too is in thyself: thy Condition is but the stuff thou art to shape that same Ideal out of: what matters whether such stuff be of this sort or that, so the Form thou give it be heroic, be poetic? O thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create, know this of a truth: the thing thou seekest is already with thee, ‘here or nowhere,’ couldst thou only see! ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#motivational #wake-up-call #art

It is better to recognise that we are in darkness than to pretend that we can see the light. ↗

— Hedley Bull

#political #realist #anarchism

The mind can calculate, but the spirit yearns, and the heart knows what the heart knows ↗

— Stephen King

#mind #stephen-king #spirit

The way you move is incredible.” Ren drew me back to press against him. His fingers slid down to the curve of my hips, rocking our bodies in rhythm with the heavy bass. The sensation of being molded against the hard narrow line of his hips threatened to overwhelm me. We were hidden in the mass of people, right? The Keepers couldn’t see? I tried to steady my breath as Ren kept us locked together in the excruciatingly slow pulse of the music. I closed my eyes and leaned back into his body; his fingers kneaded my hips, caressed my stomach. God, it felt good. My lips parted and the misty veil slipped between them, playing along my tongue. The taste of flower buds about to burst into bloom filled my mouth. Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to melt into Ren. The surge of desire terrified me. I had no idea if the compulsion to draw him more tightly around my body emerged from my own heart or from the succubi’s spellcraft. This couldn’t happen! I started to panic when he bent his head, pressing his lips against my neck. My eyes fluttered and I struggled to focus despite the suffocating heat that pressed down all around me. His sharpened canines traced my skin, scratching but not breaking the surface. My body quaked and I pivoted in his arms, pushing against his chest, making space between us. “I’m a fighter, not a lover,” I gasped. “You can’t be both?” His smile made my knees buckle. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#eden #ren #music

The single best thing about coming out of the closet is that nobody can insult you by telling you what you've just told them. ↗

— Rachel Maddow

#commentary #gay #honesty #lesbian #lgbt