#fiction

Even if that is the truth,” Derkein said, “what does it have to do with my father suddenly thinking he can raise the dead? ↗

— Alecia Stone

#magic #teen-fiction #young-adult-fantasy #teen

...there are books...which you can't tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal. ↗

— John Green

#hazel #john-green #protagonist #the-fault-in-our-stars #advertising

So when he touched me, it was deeper and slower than the wildfire, like the flow of molten rock far beneath the surface of the earth. Too deep to feel the heat of it, but it moved inexorably, changing the very foundations of the world with its advance. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#romancem #science-fiction #change

Our true nature is bliss. That bliss is like the sun that always shines. It remains ever present, but the events in life and clouds of worry and even emotions like happiness may obscure it like storm clouds obscure the sun. ↗

— Debra Moffitt

#emotions #happiness #inner-peace #joy #mind-body-spirit

I calculated how easy it would be to pull a chair next to the windowsill, climb up, and simply allow my body to fall four stories to the street. Then an inner voice broke in, "There's got to be something more. Go find it. ↗

— Debra Moffitt

#non-fiction-books-inspirational #spiritual-journey #spiritual-life #spirituality #inspirational

All the Directors were happy that they had been able to enjoy a bit of extra-marital sex without breaking their matrimonial vows & seeing how pleased they were, the lovely slave offered to perform for them a dance of love & ecstasy.[MMT] ↗

— Nicholas Chong

#love

And thus Bacchus turned Phyllis into his slave. She had become the lovely slave girl, Briseis, whom Achilles took as a war prize & whom Achilles had to yield to Agamemnon, his boss. Just as Phyllis was the prize that Eros found & whom Eros had to yield to Bacchus,his boss.[MMT] ↗

— Nicholas Chong

#love

For a moment, she stood transfixed, conscious of all the eyes that were staring at her, some admiringly, others lasciviously. Then she began to dance. Gracefully & nimbly, not vulgarly. There was no need to separate her thighs & wrench open her cup to display her hymen. Such an act would be unbecoming for a Goddess. Thus, she danced as the Goddess Artemis would, or the Goddess Hebe would, or the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite, herself would, dance with the Graces in the gardens of Olympus.[MMT] ↗

— Nicholas Chong

#love

I don't watch reality TV, my reality is tough enough. ↗

— Alisa Steinberg

#comic-fiction #fiction #humor #women-s-fiction #love

Listening to Dad's guitar, halting yet lovely in the search for phrasing, I thought: Fair is whatever God wants to do. ↗

— Leif Enger

#love