#dare

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be. ↗

— May Sarton

#frightening #however #may #ourselves #prove

The most important thing in life is to dare. The most complicated thing in life is to be afraid. The smartest thing in the world is to try to be a moral person. ↗

— Shimon Peres

#fear #life #morality #wisdom #life

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#part #peach #love

Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable. ↗

— Joyce Brothers

#comes #dare #fully #her #his

Emotion choked her. “Since meeting you you’ve made me feel a lot of things. But not guilt. Not even when I kicked you.” He smiled. “Glad to hear it. So what do you say we go check on your sister? I can almost picture her with her ear to the door.” Through the door, Natalie said. “Damn right. Now bring my sister back out her. ↗

— Lori Foster

#molly #men

Power is given only to him who dares to stoop and take it ... one must have the courage to dare. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#power #courage

I nodded, looking at Rachel with respect. "You hit the Lord of the Titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#rachel-elizabeth-dare #respect

The true secret in being a hero lies in knowing the order of things. The swineherd cannot already be wed to the princess when he embarks on his adventures, nor can the boy knock on the witch's door when she is already away on vacation. The wicked uncle cannot be found out and foiled before he does something wicked. Things must happen when it is time for them to happen. Quests may not simply be abandoned; prophecies may not be left to rot like unpicked fruit; unicorns may go unrescued for a very long time, but not forever. The happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#secret

Guess that's thirty-one pieces of silver you've got now, huh? Sleep well, Judas. ↗

— Mark Millar

#civil-war #daredevil #iron-man #judas #marvel

Julian," she said huskily, "you were right the other morning. You know me so well. I'm not made for illicit affaires, all that sneaking around to avoid discovery." In the dark, her hands crept up to his shoulders, then his face. Her finger teased through his hair. "Why should we hide at all? Let all London see us together. I don't care what anyone says or thinks. I love you, and I want the world to know." He wanted to weep. For joy, for frustration. She was so brave, his beautiful Lily, and the situation was so damned unfair. It wasn't her fault that she made these heartrending declarations at a moment when their lives were probably in danger and he couldn't possibly reciprocate. That fault was his, for choosing to live the way he had and making the decisions he'd made. He didn't deserve her, didn't deserve her love. He most certainly didn't merit those warm brushes of her lips against his skin. But damned if he could bring himself to stop them. "We're in love, Julian. Isn't it wonderful?" "No," he murmured as she kissed him again. "It's not wonderful. It's a disaster." Her lips grazed his jaw, then his throat. "I can feel you speaking, and I know you're probably making some valiant protest. But you know I can't hear those words. Your body is making an altogether different argument, and I'm listening to it." Her fingers crept inside his waistcoat, splaying over the thin lawn of his shirt. "Take your heart, for example." Yes, take it. Take it and keep it, always. ↗

— Tessa Dare

#sweet #tessa-dare #beauty