#christina

It's funny. Maria Elena and I, we are meant for each other and not meant for each other, it's a contradiction. ↗

— Woody Allen

#christina #vicky #funny

Anything creative requires a bit of acting,and filling in blanks with imagination. ↗

— Christina Westover

#christina-westover #creativity #imagination #inspiration #writing

Evening by evening Among the Brookside rushes, Laura bow'd her head to hear, Lizzie veil'd her blushes: Crouching close together In the cooling weather, With clasping arms and cautioning lips, With tingling cheeks and fingertips. "lie close," Laura said, Pricking up her golden head: "We must not look at Goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: who knows upon the soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?" "Come buy," call the Goblins Hobbling down the glen ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#goblin-market #poems #men

You're gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul ↗

— Christina Perri

#heartbreak #music #music

Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#eyeliner #pretty #tris #care

Someone who dreams cannot be forced to stop—there are no limitations to dreams, because we do not own dreams, dreams are from God. ↗

— Christina Westover

#dreamers #dreams #inspirational #literary-quotes #poisoning-sylvie

Can you be a girl for a few seconds?" "I'm always a girl" I frown. "You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl" I twirl my hair around my finger. "Kay. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#divergent #funny #humor #tris #veronica-roth

All right,” she said a little sarcastically. “I was going to assume you liked eating babies and sacrificing virgins, but I might as well ask, what do you do for fun?” “I languish in sin,” I replied in the same tone. “I take my babies rare, and my virgins over easy. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#dark #humor #michael #sarcasm #humor

Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks. "I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging ↗

— Veronica Roth

#divergent #quote #deception

What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face. “Oh, you know,” I say. “Sun shining. Birds chirping.” She raises an eyebrow at me, as if reminding me that we are in an underground tunnel. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#humor #tris #humor