#drama

I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me. ↗

— Humphrey Bogart

#love

Crazy got nothin on us" Neesa ↗

— C.T. Todd

#drama #horror #romance #vampire #vampire-romance

I can't go on, I'll go on. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#drama #existentialism #fiction #humor #nihilism

You can’t save others from themselves because those who make a perpetual muddle of their lives don’t appreciate your interfering with the drama they’ve created. They want your poor-sweet-baby sympathy, but they don’t want to change. ↗

— Sue Grafton

#drama #kinsey-milhone #poor-baby #sue-grafton #sympathy

As you and I listen to Uncle Monty tell the three Baudelaire orphans that no harm will ever come to them in the Reptile Room, we should be experiencing the strange feeling that accompanies the arrival of dramatic irony. This feeling is not unlike the sinking in one's stomach when one is in an elevator that suddenly goes down, or when you are snug in bed and your closet door suddenly creaks open to reveal the person who has been hiding there. For no matter how safe and happy the three children felt, no matter how comforting Uncle Monty's words were, you and I know that soon Uncle Monty will be dead and the Baudelaires will be miserable once again. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#dramatic-irony #foreshadowing #death

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

Great drama is great questions or it is nothing but technique. I could not imagine a theater worth my time that did not want to change the world. ↗

— Arthur Miller

#life #questions #change

We would send them all to hell! And hell they would go! ↗

— Thomas Ferreolus

#drama #iraq-war #middle-east-conflicts #war #iraq

The Iraqi sun quickly heated the air to an unbearable one hundred twenty three degree’s, causing an unquenchable thirst to boil up in him. Thomas then dropped his rifle under his right arm, where it hung beneath his pit by a strap called a fast sling, there the weapon dangled under his sweat soaked uniform. ↗

— Thomas Ferreolus

#drama #iraq-war #middle-east-conflict #war #iraq

You’re not a failure. You’re a survivor. Call me. –Drew ↗

— Jeanne McDonald

#love #romance #love