#fair

I've discovered as I've grown up that life is far more complicated than you think it is when you're a kid. It isn't just a straightforward fairytale. ↗

— Rachel McAdams

#life #life

Do you truly believe that life is fair, Senor de la Vega? -No, maestro, but I plan to do everything in my power to make it so. ↗

— Isabel Allende

#life

Life isn't fair, so you have to play the best game you can with the cards you're dealt. ↗

— Marta Acosta

#dark-companion #fairness #games #life #trying

Do not complain of life's unfairness. It is never fair - at best it is impartial. ↗

— David Gemmell

#justice #life #life

Don’t fuck yourself waiting for fair. Understand? Listening? You will fuck yourself waiting for fair. ↗

— Chris Lynch

#life #life

As we move on year by year in this life, we learn that telling doesn't necessarily purge; telling something is merely a reliving, and it's a torment. ↗

— Anne Rice

#lestat #mayfair #mona #quinn #taltos

He needed fresh air and sunshine. A walk in the woods and afterward a good book to read by the fire. Yeah, that was the life. ↗

— Josh Lanyon

#josh-lanyon #life

Most learned of the fair, most fair of the learned. ↗

— Jacopo Sannazaro

#learned #most

I see it on his face. I hear it when he talks. We look out at the world and we see the same thing: Not Fair. And the only difference between us is Ricky's out there trying to get even. And he knows not trust anybody and he got it straight from me. And he knows not to try and get work, and guess where he got that. He walks around like there's loose boards in the floor, and you know who laid that floor, I did. ↗

— Marsha Norman

#life #trust #unfair #unfairness #unfairness-of-life

We all accepted that this land was a gate to that other world, the realm of spirits and dreams and the Fair Folk, without any question. The place we grew up in was so full of magic that it was almost a part of everyday life - not to say you'd meet one of them every time you went out to pick berries, or draw water from your well, but everyone we knew had a friend of a friend who'd strayed too far into the forest, and disappeared; or ventured inside a ring of mushrooms, and gone away for a while, and come back subtly changed. Strange things could happen in those places. Gone for maybe fifty years you could be, and come back still a young girl; or away for no more than an instant by moral reckoning, and return wrinkled and bent with age. These tales fascinated us, but failed to make us careful. If it was going to happen to you, it would happen, whether you liked it or not. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#fairies-faeries #inevitable #age