#hat

Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#hathaway #last #mazur #rose #sacrifice

You see something you like? ↗

— Richelle Mead

#last-sacrifice #rose-hathaway #vampire-academy #sacrifice

Cool,” I said. “You can IM with the Council from campus. Maybe you can command people to do your homework. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#lissa #rose-hathaway #sacrifice

How do you prove we exist? Maybe we don't. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sacrifice

Our developers will make great games for whatever high-end platforms exist. ↗

— Mike Wilson

#exist #games #great #high-end #make

Is there a problem, Ms. Parker? Something you want to say to me?" Reaching for his tie, he began to loosen it, unraveling it with his fingers, angry eyes still locked on mine. "I'm not sure I like being your pet. Or science project, I don't know which." "You have a smart mouth." "You make smart observances." "You're going to make this invitation difficult, aren't you?" "If you're dishonest with me, yes." "You'll regret it if you don't accept." "Is that a threat?" "That's a promise. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#drama #love #love-hate-relationship #preservation #rachael-wade

I don't know how late it got. I probably fell asleep, but I don't remember. I cried so much that everything blurred into everything else. At some point she was carrying me to my room. Then I was in bed. She was looking over me. I don't believe in God, but I believe that things are extremely complicated, and her looking over me was as complicated as anything ever could be. But it was also incredibly simple. In my only life, she was my mom, and I was her son. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#life

If I reveal myself without worrying about how others will respond, then some will care, though others may not. But who can love me, if no one knows me? I must risk it, or live alone. ↗

— Sheldon B. Kopp

#hate #inspirational #knowledge #life #love

It is a way now, approximately, of being at home. The forum has become one of the most consistent places of her life, like a familiar cafe that exists someone outside geography and beyond time zones. There are perhaps twenty regular posters on F:F:F:, and some muchlarger and uncounted number of lurkers. And right now there are three people in Chat. But there's no way of knowing exactly who until you are in there, and the chat room she finds not so comforting. It's strange even with friends, like sitting in a pitch-dark cellar conversing with people at a distance of about fifteen feet. the hectic speed, and the brevity of the lines in the thread, plus the feeling that everyone is talking at once, at counmter-purposes, deter her. ↗

— William Gibson

#community #forum #internet #online #life

All those poor elves I haven’t set free yet, having to stay over during Christmas because there aren’t enough hats! ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#granger #harry-potter #hats #hermione #houseelves