#chronicle

For many years I was engaged in journalism, writing articles and chronicles for the daily press without ever joining the staff of any newspaper. ↗

— Johannes Vilhelm Jensen

#articles #chronicles #daily #engaged #ever

In one word, it is called Politics. But if you see closely, it is called Religion and Faith ↗

— Rudra Kapalin

#horned-god #nahush #the-horned-god-chronicles #faith

Memnoch the Devil happen to be my favorite of all The Vampire Chronicles. ↗

— Anne Rice

#devil #favorite #happen #vampire

I do not judge, I only chronicle. ↗

— John Singer Sargent

#do not judge #i #i do #judge #only

Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate." "I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow! ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus #magnus-bane #magnus-bane

Felix believed that the answer to every problem involved penguins; but it wasn't fair to birds, and I was getting tired of teleporting them back home. Somewhere in Antarctica, a whole flock of Magellanic penguins were undergoing psychotherapy. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor #kane-chronicles #humor

Two farewell gifts," Sadie muttered, "from two gorgeous guys. I hate my life. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor #kane #kane-chronicles #romance #sadie

The point of life isn't to avoid pain. The point of life is to be alive! To feel things. That means the good and the bad. There'll be pain. But also joy, and friendship and love. And it's worth it, believe me. ↗

— John Stephens

#life #love #pain #sorrow #the-fire-chronicle

"Joss" "What?" "What?" Dylan asked back. "You just said my name." "No I didn't" "Sorry that was me." I sat up, banging my head on the roof. "Who is that?" "Hey, stay down here where the air is good, okay?" Dylan pulled me gently back down. "Hows your head?" "Not good, I think." "Um, okay, so you here me. Heather's right, you do think loud. I mean, I've never heard you before, but my Talent seems to be a lot more selective than her's. But now that she's got me turned in to you-" "Who are you?" "It's still me, Marshall. It's Dylan. I'm right here." "My name's Joel." "Joel?" "Joss, what are you talking about?" He took my face in his hands. "Who's Joel?" "The voice in my head, I guess." "Jesus. ↗

— Susan Bischoff

#chronicles #curfew #funny #heroes #susan

We're running out of time, he said. As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if it were measured into bowls that were handed to us at birth and if we ate too much or too fast or right before jumping into the water then our time would be lost, wasted, already spent. But time is beyond our finite comprehension. It's endless, it exists outside of us; we cannot run out of it or lose track of it or find a way to hold on to it. Time goes on even when we do not. We have plenty of time, is what Castle should have said. We have all the time in the world, is what he should have said to me. But he didn't because what he meant tick tock is that our time tick tock is shifting. It's hurtling forward heading in an entirely new direction slamming face-first into something else and tick tick tick tick tick it's almost time for war ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette-chronicles #juliette-ferrars #life #reality #tahereh-mafi