#ena

Intermarriage is one of the most provocative words in the English language ↗

— Clotye Murdock Larsson

#interracial-marriage #miscegenation #mixed-marriage #race-relations #racial-amalgamation

His laws once broken, His justice and the very nature of those laws bring the immutable retribution; but if we turn penitently to Him, He enables us to bear our punishment with a meek and docile heart, ‘for His mercy endureth forever. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#inspirational #penance #religious #inspirational

Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can't, is all. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#love #romance #teenage-love #inspirational

As a teenager, I didn’t want to be me; I wanted to be many different people. Maybe I realized that they all lived inside me and that if I managed to connect with them, they would become aspects of me. ↗

— Marion Cotillard

#life #people #teenagers #inspirational

I gave him a bored look. I had been threatened many times before and had learned that the men who didn’t make verbal threats were the most dangerous. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#men

Do you really want to know why you lost?” I asked. “Do you really have an answer?” he countered. “You need to get off your horse and run with your men. You don’t have the stamina for a long fight. And find a lighter sword.” “But it was my uncle’s.” “You’re not your uncle.” “But I’m the King, and this is the King’s sword,” Cahil said. His brows creased together. He seemed confused. “So wear it to your coronation,” I said. “If you use it in battle, you’ll be wearing it to your funeral,” I said. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#yelena #men

Let me start by saying that I do not enjoy nor relish the partisan role of attack dog. I never found any fun in that. I don't think it's constructive. I don't intend to become that here in the Senate. ↗

— Marco Rubio

#attack #become #constructive #dog #enjoy

Hornblower worked as hard to conceal his human weaknesses as some men worked to conceal ignoble birth. ↗

— C.S. Forester

#horatio-hornblower #hornblower #lieutenant-hornblower #men

So he was always in the town at one place or another, drinking, knocking about with the men he knew. It really wearied him. He talked to barmaids, to almost any woman, but there was that dark, strained look in his eyes, as if he were hunting something. Everything seemed so different, so unreal. There seemed no reason why people should go along the street, and houses pile up in the daylight. There seemed no reason why these things should occupy the space, instead of leaving it empty. His friends talked to him: he heard the sounds, and he answered. But why there should be the noise of speech he could not understand. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#drinking #isolation #language #meaninglessness #suicide

It's okay,” he said. “We're together.” He didn't say you're okay, or we're alive. After all they'd been through over the last year, he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying that. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#annabeth-chase #heroes-of-olympus #inspirational #love #percy-jackson