#d

I don't like having feelings," Eric said coldly, and he left. That was a tough exit line to top. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#sookie-eric #sookie-stackhouse #dead

Photography is the story I fail to put into words. ↗

— Destin Sparks

#landscape-photography #photography #photography-quotes #photography

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters. ↗

— Norman Maclean

#river #time #water #words #water

Bathroom, maybe? Which is where I need to go." "Ooh, me, too," Eve said. The boys rolled their eyes, like they'd planned it. "What? It's what girls do. Get over it. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#gender-stereotypes #morganville-vampires #ghost

Enlightenment is not a goal to be attained, it is a state-of-being to be regained. ↗

— Kim Chestney

#heaven #inner-peace #samhadi #truth #inner-peace

Wide differences of opinion in matters of religious, political, and social belief must exist if conscience and intellect alike are not to be stunted, if there is to be room for healthy growth. ↗

— Theodore Roosevelt

#growth #tolerance #growth

Demon pox, oh, demon pox, Just how is it acquired? One must go down to the bad part of town Until one is very tired. Demon pox, oh, demon pox I had it all along— No, not the pox, you foolish blocks, I mean this very song— For I was right, and you were wrong!” “Will!” Charlotte shouted over the noise. “Have you LOST YOUR MIND? CEASE THAT INFERNAL RACKET! ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will #song

All I wanted to do was go back inside to the library and read a book.I used to spend all my time reading books, or watching television. It was safe. Nobody ever was hurt or teased or looked stupid while reading books or watching television. ↗

— Kathryn Magendie

#library #reading #tv #television

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#cruelty #poetry #seasons #weather #dead

The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#dead