#fe

Philip says to fear me. Do you have any idea how afraid I am of him? ↗

— Linnea Sinclair

#love #love

Just because I'd spent so many years coloring inside the lines, it wasn't fair for me to expect perfection. People make mistakes. Life isn't fair. People change. ↗

— Sarah Dunn

#change

An engaged woman is always more agreeable than a disengaged. She is satisfied with herself. Her cares are over, and she feels that she may exert all her powers of pleasing without suspicion. All is safe with a lady engaged; no harm can be done. ↗

— Jane Austen

#always #cares #disengaged #done #engaged

Writing 'February' made me realize that breaking form is a way of letting the song be human. ↗

— Dar Williams

#february #form #human #letting #made

I will defend anyone as long as the client gives me total control of the case and pays up front. ↗

— Edward Bennett Williams

#case #client #control #defend #front

After a great blow, or crisis, after the first shock and then after the nerves have stopped screaming and twitching, you settle down to the new condition of things and feel that all possibility of change has been used up. You adjust yourself, and are sure that the new equilibrium is for eternity. . . But if anything is certain it is that no story is ever over, for the story which we think is over is only a chapter in a story which will not be over, and it isn't the game that is over, it is just an inning, and that game has a lot more than nine innings. When the game stops it will be called on account of darkness. But it is a long day. ↗

— Robert Penn Warren

#crisis #finality #fluidity #life-events #resolution

Those who speak of progression but are afraid of change are self-repressed and therefore unable to reach any further than their eyes can already see. ↗

— Criss Jami

#afraid #change #cognition #experimentation #eyes

You must pass your days in song. Let your whole life be a song. ↗

— Sai Baba

#life #must #pass #song #whole

It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of feelings. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #villette #love

And the looks on the faces of my countrymenpassive heads bent arms at their trousers everyone guilty of not being their best of not earning their daily bread the kind of docility I had never expected from Americans even after so many years of our decline. Here was the tiredness of failure imposed on a country that believed only in its opposite. Here was the end product of our deep moral exhaustion. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#americans #decline #defeat #docility #exhaustion