#cw

I will never get to tell him I love him, even if my love was never enough. The empty ache grows and throbs in my chest. It’s a living and breathing thing inside me. Sucking the air from my lungs, and the warmth from my body. The ache and pain leaves me hollow and cold. ↗

— Ashley Jeffery

#cwn-annwn #scent-hound #the-wild-hunt #love

Someday you’re gonna realize that no one on this earth will ever love you the way I do. You’ll wish you’d said the words, wish you’d had this moment back. The truth is whether you say them or not I’ll still go on loving you. Even when it hurts, even when I feel it cut me up inside and I bleed…I’ll still love you, but someday…probably sooner than either of us want it to be….someday…I’ll hate you for it.” Raylan’s words are cruel and wonderful at the same time. ↗

— Ashley Jeffery

#raylan-crawford #scent-hound #the-wild-hunt #unrequited-love #love

Open your eyes and then open your eyes again. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#men

Men marched away, Vimes. And men marched back. How glorious the battles would have been that they never had to fight! ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#jingo #vetinari #vimes #war #men

A good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#bookstore #discworld #read #reading #read

The disc, being flat, has no real horizon. Any adventurous sailor who got funny ideas from staring at eggs and oranges for too long and set out for the antipodes soon learned that the reason why distant ships sometimes looked as though they were disappearing over the edge of the world was that they were disappearing over the edge of the world. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#funny

A camel in distress isn’t a shy creature. It doesn’t hang around in bars, nursing a solitary drink. It doesn’t phone up old friends and sob at them. It doesn’t mope, or write long soulful poems about Life and how dreadful it is when seen from a bedsitter. It doesn’t know what angst is. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#discworld #humor #life

I get no sense from his note at all,” said Will, bounding to his feet, “except that he can quote Tennyson’s lesser poetry. Sophie, how quickly can you have Tessa ready?” “Half an hour,” said Sophie, not looking up from the dress. “Meet me in the courtyard in half an hour, then,” said Will. “I’ll wake Cyril. And be prepared to swoon at my finery. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #humorous-quotations #will-herondale #humor

It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever," he said. "Have you thought of going into teaching? ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#humor #humour #teaching #humor

Susan stared at him. The blue glow in Death’s eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond… …which went on and on, for ever. There was no word for it. Even eternity was a human idea. Giving it a name gave it a length; admittedly, a very long one. But this darkness was what was left when eternity had given up. It was where Death lived. Alone. ↗

— Terry Pratchett - Soul Music

#discworld #eternity #soul-music #death