#ere

Some days seem to fit together like a stained glass window. A hundred little pieces of different color and mood that, when combined, create a complete picture. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#different

The difference between how you look and how you see yourself is enough to kill most people. And maybe the reason vampires don’t die is because they can never see themselves in photographs or mirrors. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#different

If one's different, one's bound to be lonely. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#different

Don't stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?" "Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are." "What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?" "Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #joke #mummies #sarcasm #vampire

Wendy," Peter Pan continued in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, "Wendy, one girl is more use than twenty boys. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#woman

Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#remembered #comfort

Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#frustration #jacob-black #pique #stereotypes #thought

I just shook my head, knowing this was him evading the question. You," I said, "have this whole tall, dark stranger thing going on. Not to mention the tortured artist bit." Bit?" You know what I mean." He shook his head, clearly discounting this description. And you," he said, "have that whole blonde, cool and collected, perfect smart girl thing going on." You're the boy all the girls want to rebel with," I said. You," he replied, "are the unattainable girl in homeroom who never gives a guy the time of day. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#artists

I watch baseball on TV like my cat watches the window. Somebody open the blinds so we can see better!
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— Jarod Kintz

#baseball-is-boring #boring #cats #open #preference

A small brazier glowed near the monk's left hand. On a lecturn before him lay pots of paints, brushes, a quill, a pen, a knife, a sizeable handbell, the tooth of some animal--and a piece of parchment. It was the parchment that commanded the room. Until he saw it Len didn't realize how starved he had been of colour. Villagers dressed in various shades of brown and beige, like their furniture and fields and now, here, was an irruption of the rainbow, as if a charm of goldfinches had landed on the manuscript and been transfixed. ↗

— Diana Norman

#interesting #medieval-life #the-importance-of-art #art