#fiction

Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning." "Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?" "I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though." "Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?" "You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering." "Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#frostbite #mason #reading #richelle-mead #rose

Dreams are glimpses into life’s truths. ↗

— Larry Itejere

#children-s-books #fantasy-fiction #teen-fantasy #dreams

If you lose your purpose ... it's like you're broken. ↗

— Brian Selznick

#broken

After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central Europe-" "Okay, that was so not my fault-" "-which wiped out two-thirds of the human population." "I'd like to remind you that you don't like humans." "They smell bad when they're dead." "All you mortal types do. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#fallen-angel #fiction #paranormal-romance #romance #vampires

Vampires. Honestly, they're like children sometimes. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#georgina #romance #succubus #vampire #children

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise. I am Jack's Broken Heart. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#broken

The greatest enemy is one that has nothing to lose. ↗

— Christopher Paolini

#enemy

At Tara in this fateful hour, I place all Heaven with its power, And the sun with its brightness, And the snow with its whiteness, And the fire with all the strength it hath, And the lightning with its rapid wrath, And the winds with their swiftness along their path, And the sea with its deepness, And the rocks with their steepness, And the earth with its starkness: All these I place, By God's almighty help and grace Between myself and the powers of darkness! ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#speculative-fiction #young-adult #grace

And if we can imagine the art of fiction come alive and standing in our midst, she would undoubtedly bid us break her and bully her, as well as honour and love her, for so her youth is renewed and her sovereignty assured. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#fiction #modern-fiction #virginia-woolf #art

You know, when I was in Paris, seeing Linter for the first time, I was standing at the top of some steps in the courtyard where Linter's place was, and I looked across it and there was a little notice on the wall saying it was forbidden to take photographs of the courtyard without the man's permission. [..] They want to own the light! ↗

— Iain Banks

#human-nature #observation #science-fiction #art