#ck

I gotta say"—Apollo broke the silence—"these kids did okay." He cleared his throat and began to recite: "Heroes win laurels—" Um, yes, first class," Hermes interrupted, like he was anxious to avoid Apollo's poetry. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hermes #percy-jackson #poetry-quotes

It's useless to lecture a human. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #stubborn #percy-jackson

Aretmis gripped her bow. “Let us pray I am wrong.” Can goddesses pray? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#goddess #goddesses #gods #percy-jackson #percy-jackson

Where's the glory in repeating what others have done? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson

Suspecting and knowing are not the same. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#suspecting #percy-jackson

The sun glanced off a long, wicked looking knife in the Comanche's grip. At least Cash wouldn't have long to mourn. The other Indians held similar weapons, but they hung back as their leader knelt next to Sullivan. He muttered something, low and guttural, a single syllable that sounded like an insult, then picked up a lock of Sullivan's hair. The knife descended toward his scalp. "No!" Reese shouted. "Me." The Comanche paused and stared at him with a spark of interest, almost admiration. But that couldn't be since the Indian had no idea what Reese was saying. He continued to try anyway. "Me first." He struggled, wishing he could use his hands to point at himself. "Shut the hell up, Reese," Sullivan said. "What possible difference does it make who they kill first?" "Who knows what might happen. While they're working on me, anyone could show up and save the rest of you." "In that case, me first," Cash drawled. "Me." "No. Yo primero!" "Kid, I'm the only one without a wife and far too many children. No one would miss me." "I would." The words were punctuated by the distinct sound of a rifle being cocked. All eyes turned toward the man who had appeared at the edge of the clearing. Cash's sigh of relief was in direct contrast to the sneer in his voice. "About damn time, Rev. We've been waitin' on you. ↗

— Lori Handeland

#rock-creek-six-series #western #historical-romance

I love you crookedly because my heart's been unhinged from birth. The doctors gave me strict instructions not to fall in love: my fragile clockwork heart would never survive. But when you gave me a dose of love so powerful - far beyond my wildest dreams - that I felt able to confront anything for you, I decided to put my life in your hands. ↗

— Mathias Malzieu

#broken-hearted-quotes #one-sidedness #risking-it-all #dreams

Three stairs from the botton, he touches my face and says, 'You look like my dream come true.' ↗

— Jillian Dodd

#that-wedding #dreams

I place my fingers upon these keys typing 2,000 dreams per minute and naked of spirit dance forth my cosmic vortex upon this crucifix called language. ↗

— Aberjhani

#books #creativity #determination #dreams #endurance

A blanket could keep a family of three warm for a lifetime, but global warming could do the same for the world forever. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #family