#ella

A string of excited, fugitive, miscellaneous pleasures is not happiness; happiness resides in imaginative reflection and judgment, when the picture of one's life, or of human life, as it truly has been or is, satisfies the will, and is gladly accepted. ↗

— George Santayana

#been #excited #fugitive #gladly #happiness

It pained her deeply to realize Alysandir wasn’t her romantic hero she had pegged him to be. In truth he was no more attainable than her dreams of Mr. Darcy. – Isobella Douglas ↗

— Elaine Coffman

#dreams

Be able to recognize many of the major constellations and know the stories behind them. ↗

— Marilyn vos Savant

#behind #constellations #know #major #many

If you are in a band like my brother, Rudolf, who is in the Scorpions, then you have a kind of umbrella and you cover each other. You have five people to discuss things with and you are all in the same boat, and therefore make much wiser choices. ↗

— Michael Schenker

#boat #brother #choices #cover #discuss

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#funny #twilight #vampire #funny

I was thinking that when I have children, that I should always dress as a character for them, so they think their mom is Alice in Wonderland or Cinderella. ↗

— Gwen Stefani

#always #character #children #cinderella #dress

I was thinking that when I have children, that I should always dress as a character for them, so they think their mom is Alice in Wonderland or Cinderella. It would be totally messed up! ↗

— Gwen Stefani

#always #character #children #cinderella #dress

When I first came down stairs, for two or three minutes I went down cellar to the water closet. ↗

— Lizzie Andrew Borden

#cellar #closet #down #first #i

What is your name?" she murmured. He cocked an eyebrow at her and then went back to staring at his brother. "I'm the evil one, in case you haven't figured it out." "I wanted your name, not your calling." "Being a bastard's more of a compulsion, really. And it's Zsadist. I am Zsadist. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#sobriquet #vampire #zsadist #evil

Holding up an oil-paper umbrella, I loiter aimlessly in the long, long And lonely rainy alley, I hope to encounter A lilac-like girl Nursing her resentment A lilac-like color she has A lilac-like fragrance, A lilac-like sadness, Melancholy in the rain, Sorrowful and uncertain; She loiters aimlessly in this lonely rainy alley Holding up an oil-paper umbrella Just like me And just like me Walks silently, Apathetic, sad and disconsolate Silently she moves closer Moves closer and casts A sigh-like glance She glides by Like a dream Hazy and confused like a dream As in a dream she glides past Like a lilac spray, This girl glides past beside me; She silently moves away, moves away Up to the broken-down bamboo fence, To the end of the rainy alley. In the rains sad song, Her color vanishes Her fragrance diffuses, Even her Sigh-like glance, Lilac-like discontent Vanish. Holding up an oil-paper umbrella, alone Aimlessly walking in the long, long And lonely rainy alley, I wish for A lilac-like girl Nursing her resentment glide by. ↗

— Dai Wangshu

#poem #rain #rain-alley #umbrella #dreams