#del

However he said before I came: To him who brought you up relate How you have broken honor's ties, And say,- his prompt response I wait!' 'Distressed am I to bear your words; And humbled low I am by fate. For honor's sake I must revenge The wrong done Batu and his mate.' Then slowly on one upraised knee He placed with care his loaded gun; Ten aimed at Sapar-beg whom he Had reared, and loved more than a son 'O Sapar-beg,' he gravely said, 'Unworthy even for death are you. 'Tis I who am unfit to live For bringing up a man like you' A sudden flash… a bursting shot… A bullet pierce through temples gray… And on the ground in wreaths of smoke Haji-Iusub lifeless lay. ↗

— akaki tsereteli

#death

Books appear to be the most immediate instruments of speculative delight. ↗

— Richard de Bury

#delightful #reading #love

My death will be caused by morphine, which I have deliberately taken with suicidal intent. ↗

— Alex Campbell

#death #deliberately #i #intent #morphine

To be loved to madness--such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#dissatisfaction #drama-queen #self-delusion #unhappiness #love

As I understand it, I am being paid only for my work in arranging the words; my property is that arrangement. The thoughts in this book, on the contrary, are not mine. They came freely to me, and I give them freely away. I have no "intellectual property," and I think that all claimants to such property are theives. ↗

— Wendell Berry

#freedom

Welcome to Barrayar, son. Here you go: have a world of wealth and poverty, wrenching change and rooted history. Have a birth; have two. Have a name. Miles means "soldier," but don't let the power of suggestion overwhelm you. Have a twisted form in a society that loathes and fears the mutations that have been its deepest agony. Have a title, wealth, power, and all the hatred and envy they will draw. Have your body ripped apart and re-arranged. Inherit an array of friends and enemies you never made. Have a grandfather from hell. Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it. Always be a moving target. Live. Live. Live. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#cordelia #vorkosigan #change

The only sheets I'll ever long for are my own. ↗

— David Hewson

#fidelity #infidelity #sex #infidelity

And, then, was like the first time he saw her. Everything went dark. He forgot why he was there, again. He removed what had happened the night before. There was only her, again. But this time he knew exactly what he wanted. «The truth is you don't want that I come with you because you're afraid. Afraid to fall in love with me.» ↗

— Chiara Cilli

#love

So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#love #love

Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lauren-oliver #love