#cale

Are you okay?” “Well, I’d prefer to be in my own bedroom at home, dreaming of ponies and rainbows, but since I’m stuck here, I guess I’m as good as I can be. ↗

— L.J. Kentowski

#cassandra-cosgrove #fate- #dreams

You better have had a baby, killed someone, or slept with a pure. Those are your three options. Anything less is unsuitable. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#blood

I have a burden on my soul. During my long life, I did not make anyone happy, neither my friends, nor my family, nor even myself. I have done many evil things...I was the cause of the beginning of three big wars. About 800,000 people were killed because of me on the battlefields., and their mothers, brothers, and widows cried for them. And now this stands between me and God. ↗

— Otto von Bismarck

#family

Just eat some chex mix and have a glass of milk and you'll be fine. ↗

— Caleb Eversole

#food #humor #this-is-a-good-quote #food

...the older I get, the more I believe that if love is to be judged by most of its visible effects, it looks more like hatred than friendship. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #believe #betrayal #cale #effects

God schedules a birthday, not man. ↗

— Robert A. Bradley

#calendar #children #hurry #life #patience

... If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or if the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#always #arbell #around #breath #breeze

Even for the very clever it can be like breaking bones to stand back from something that’s been in front of you all your life. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#bosco #break #cale #clever #even

It is the last real kiss of my life. I forever cling to that kiss. It was goodbye and I'm sorry and I love you so much. ↗

— Tarryn Fisher

#oliva #life

...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover—although she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one... ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bad #beat #bitter #cale