#george

She snatched at the dream that had comforted her for so long. It was faded and thin, like a letter too often read. ↗

— Elizabeth George Speare

#elizabeth-george-speare #witch-of-blackbird-pond #dreams

That's all right," she told him. "I can manage. I can sleep outside just fine." Four pairs of eyes looked at her with a distinctly male skepticism. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#fate-s-edge #funny #gaston #george #ilona-andrews

The issue, perhaps, boils down to one of how perceptions or misperceptions of racial difference impact various individuals’, or groups of individuals’, experience of freedom in America. Some would argue that it goes beyond hampering their “pursuit of happiness” to outright obliterating it. ↗

— Aberjhani

#demographics-of-united-states #diversity #equality #freedom #george-zimmerman

It was like murdering two of your children. I try to make the readers feel they’ve lived the events of the book. Just as you grieve if a friend is killed, you should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care. If somebody dies and you just go get more popcorn, it’s a superficial experience isn’t it? ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#interview #song-of-ice-and-fire #the-red-wedding #experience

Delivering the speech was a surreal experience. The delegates sat silent, almost frozen in place. It was like speaking to a wax museum. ↗

— George W. Bush

#george-w-bush #experience

I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!" "What are Fred and I, next-door neighbors?" said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#family

You are going to have a nasty scar," I said as I gently held pressure to stop the bleeding. "All true warriors wear their scars proudly," he mumbled. "How can I be proud of this one?" I looked up at him, horrified, as I realized what he meant. "What will your parents say?" I would be sent to Siberia. My whole family would be exiled. If not executed. He shook his head. "They will know about the count before too long. My father will think that I failed to protect the public from this danger. It is I who fear being sent to Siberia." "But...wait. I didn't express my fears out loud, did I?" I dropped his arm and backed away, suddenly spooked by his silvery faerie eyes. "Can you read my thoughts?" "Sometimes, when I concentrate." He winced and grabbed the bandage from me to apply pressure to the bleeding himself. "You are very easy to read. Most of the time. ↗

— Robin Bridges

#katerina-alexandrovna #family

Now I start my diary of my personal plot to kill by pistol either Richard Nixon or George Wallace. ↗

— Arthur Bremer

#either #george #i #kill #nixon

I know I grew up in the time when a young man in a baggy suit and slicked-down hair stood spraddle-legged in the crossroads of history and talked hot and mean about the colored, giving my poor and desperate people a reason to feel superior to somebody, to anybody. I know that even as the words of George Wallace rang through my Alabama, the black family who lived down the dirt road from our house sent fresh-picked corn and other food to the poor white lady and her three sons, because they knew their daddy had run off, because hungry does not have a color. ↗

— Rick Bragg

#george-wallace #hunger #poverty #family

Poverty frees them from ordinary standards of behaviour, just as money frees people from work. ↗

— George Orwell

#freedom #george-orwell #money #poverty #freedom