#helen

She kind of reminds one of Helen. There's something very similar about Elizabeth Perkins. ↗

— Paul Reiser

#elizabeth #helen #kind #perkins #reminds

When you are old, at evening candle-lit beside the fire bending to your wool, read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ this praise for me when I was beautiful." And not a maid but, at the sound of it, though nodding at the stitch on broidered stool, will start awake, and bless love's benefit whose long fidelities bring Time to school. I shall be thin and ghost beneath the earth by myrtle shade in quiet after pain, but you, a crone, will crouch beside the hearth mourning my love and all your proud disdain. And since what comes to-morrow who can say? Live, pluck the roses of the world to-day. ↗

— Pierre de Ronsard

#helene #love #beauty

What I really tried to do with Helen was make her show this sad side of her. She was married off at 16, was so young and living in this castle that can't leave because of how she looks, and married to a man she hates and three times her age. ↗

— Diane Kruger

#because #castle #hates #helen #her

It's not our talents that make us safe or dangerous, it's our choices. ↗

— Josephine Angelini

#dreamless #helen #orion #talents #talent

Life is a daring, bold adventure or it's nothing at all. ↗

— Helen Keller

#helen-keller #life #life

I saw this cartoon in the paper, once. That Viking, Hagar the Horrible? He’s standing on the mountaintop, holding his hands to the heavens, shouting “Why me?” And down from the heavens comes the answer: “Why not?” Maybe that’s the ultimate truth; what right to do I have to expect a smooth ride? ↗

— Jonathan Kellerman

#helena-dahl #life #truth #life

Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the hotel with her friends, none of this would’ve happened. Now her life was basically over; she’d end up dinner or a prisoner of some deranged nudist vampire. ↗

— Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

#life

She leaned forward, her gaze so intense that Helen wanted to look away. “And I love him more for it. Do you hear me? He was a good man when he went away to the Colonies. He came back an extraordinary man. So many think that bravery is a single act of valor in a field of battle—no forethought, no contemplation of the consequences. An act over in a second or a minute or two at most. What my brother has done, is doing now, is to live with his burden for years. He knows that he will spend the rest of his life with it. And he soldiers on.” She sat back in her chair, her gaze still locked with Helen’s. “That to my mind is what real bravery is.” -Sophia to Helen about Alistair. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#elizabeth-hoyt #helen #sophia #to-beguile-a-beast #life

You do that Helen", Mallory dared. "And tell him we said to f*ck off while youre at it". ↗

— Chloe Neill

#helen #humor #mallory #swearing #humor

Next time!" In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come? ↗

— Helen Hunt Jackson

#calendar #california #female-author #future #helen-hunt-jackson