#charles

Elise?" He looked at her with a pleading, puppy-dog expression in his eyes. "Yes?" "I love you. ↗

— Nicky Charles

#i-love-you #law-of-the-lycans #love #nicky-charles #sweet

Charles could care less about shoes - and he suspected he wasn't alone among men in his feelings. Shoe, no shoe, he didn't care. Naked was good, though over the past couple of weeks he was beginning to think that dressed in his clothes was a decent second best. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#men

Mëso të mos e shkatërrosh me fjalë atë çfarë ke ndërtuar me heshtje. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#charles-bukowski #inspiration #shqip #thenie #inspirational

The day before the Queen's Ball, Father had a visitor--a very young girl with literary aspirations, someone Lord Lytton had recommended visit Father and sent over–and while Father was explaining to her the enjoyment he was having in writing this Drood book for serialisation, this upstart of a girl had the temerity to ask, 'But suppose you died before all the book was written?' [...] He spoke very softly in his kindest voice and said to her, 'One can only work on, you know--work while it is day. ↗

— Dan Simmons

#charles-dickens #death #old-age #work #writing

And here you see me working out, as cheerfully and thankfully as I may, my doom of sharing in the glass a constant change of customers, and of lying down and rising up with the skeleton allotted to me for my mortal companion. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#victorian #writing-life #change

Stories about Diana's fashions, about possible rows between Charles and Diana, these were meat and drink. ↗

— Andrew Morton

#between #charles #diana #drink #fashions

And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles. She put a knee on the bench she'd been sitting on and reached over the back to close her hand on Asil's wrist, which was lying across the back of the pew. He hissed in shock but didn't pull away. As she held him the scent of wilderness, of sickness, faded. He stared at her, the whites of his eyes showing brightly while his irises narrowed to small bands around his black pupil. "Omega," he whispered, his breath coming harshly. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#anna #asil #charles #cry-wolf #death

Before the battle they had been discussing whether there might be life after death, and Windham and Rochester had made a pact that if there was, the first to die would come back and tell the other. But, said Rochester, he [Windham] never did. ↗

— Jenny Uglow

#charles-ii #historical #history #sad #death

Here lies the bodies of three brothers... enwrapt in silence and the Arms of Death, Exposed to Worms lies three once charming Boys... 1784 ↗

— Diana Hollingsworth Gessler

#charleston #tomestones #white-meeting-house #death

Ok, I see. When they say Charles Wovenu is passing by, everyone wants to see Charles Wovenu. But when they say to a child that "Bibi" is passing by, every child is hiding for "Bibi". What makes the difference is the impacts. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#be-kind #bibi #c-k-n-wovenu #charles-kwabla-wovenu #charles-wovenu