#cursed

Sometimes you feel like it's cursed when something takes so long to come out and you don't know if it's going to really come out. ↗

— Fred Durst

#cursed #feel #going #know #like

All morning they watched for the plane which they thought would be looking for them. They cursed war in general and PTs in particular. At about ten o'clock the hulk heaved a moist sigh and turned turtle. ↗

— John Hersey

#clock #cursed #general #hulk #looking

Our relationship was cursed by the fact that we agreed on everything. ↗

— Elia Kazan

#cursed #everything #fact #our #relationship

Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#away #brings #cast #day #i

Honestly, I've been very blessed. Yes, I am cursed with this gift. ↗

— Wilmer Valderrama

#been #blessed #cursed #gift #honestly

Sometimes I feel as if I'm cursed. A slow, hungry curse that has worked its way across my entire life, stripping me of everything I love. ↗

— Morgan Rhodes

#love #life

I hate the cursed Oriole fundamentals... I've been doing them since 1964. I do them in my sleep. I hate spring training. ↗

— Jim Palmer

#cursed #doing #fundamentals #hate #i

Your mind, while blessed with permanent memory, is cursed with lousy recall. Written goals provide clarity. By documenting your dreams, you must think about the process of achieving them. ↗

— Gary Ryan Blair

#achieving #blessed #clarity #cursed #documenting

Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter. ↗

— Anacreon

#brings #brothers #cursed #enslaved #love

Blood trickled from the corner of her (Annabeth) mouth. She croaked, "Family, Luke. You promised." Luke stared at the knife in Annabeth's hand, the blood on her face. "Promise." Then he gasped like he couldn't get air. "Annabeth . . ." But it wasn't the Titan's voice. It was Luke's. He stumbled forward like he couldn't control his own body. "You're bleeding. . . ." He gasped again."He's changing. Help. He's . . . he's almost ready. He won't need my body anymore. Please—" "The knife, Percy," Annabeth muttered. Her breath was shallow. "Hero . . . cursed blade . . ." Luke turned and collapsed, clutching his ruined hands."Please, Percy . . ." Luke seemed to know what I was thinking. He moistened his lips. "You can't . . . can't do it yourself. He'll break my control. He'll defend himself. Only my hand. I know where. I can . . . can keep him controlled." I raised the knife to strike. Then I looked at Annabeth, at Grover. And I finally understood what she'd been trying to tell me. You are not the hero, Rachel had said. It will affect what you do. The line from the great prophecy echoed in my head: A hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. My whole world tipped upside down,and I gave the knife to Luke.I watched as Luke grasped the hilt he stabbed himself ↗

— Rick Riordan

#cursed-blade #luke #percy-jackson #the-hero-in-the-great-prophecy #change