#hell

Wherever you go..., you'll see Heaven and Hell on every side... in us. Look for them and you'll soon know them. There on your left, Hell shuffles by, carrying a reluctant, gloomy chicken, his only comrade. There on your right, Heaven spring past, singing - a lunatic, a little too much for civilized contact. Just the way it always was. ↗

— Daniel Quinn

#hell #purgatory #afterlife

She'd grown up believing in hell in an abstract nightmare way; but west Texas had given her something more concrete upon which to dread the afterlife. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#texas #afterlife

A session of boasting won't attract any real friends.  It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#bragging #conceit #gossip #haughty #pride

Are you what others say and think you are?  Or are you who you are regardless of what others say and think? ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#identity #richelle #richelle-goodrich #self-esteem #self-worth

The Bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame. ↗

— Kohta Hirano

#blood #fear #hellsing #mythology #vampires

Swear to God, for someone so obsessed with music, she’s borderline tone deaf. But trying to describe how I felt watching her dance around and sing would be like trying to build a skyscraper with my bare hands. It made me want to marry her. Made me want to buy her a magic airplane and fly her away to a place where nothing bad could ever happen. Made me want to pour rubber cement all over my chest and then lay down on top of her so that we’d be stuck together, and so it would hurt like hell if we ever tried to tear ourselves apart. ↗

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

#hell #hurt #love #tear #love

I secretly wondered if Dimitri's problem might be that he was jealous. He hadn't pulled Lissa aside to yell at her. The thought made me slightly happy, but then I remembered my earlier curiosity about why Dimitri had even wandered by. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#love #richelle-mead #rose-hathaway #love

I am, for the most part, who I am because my good mother was who she was. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#learning #mom #mother #mother-s-day #motherhood

After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven? ↗

— E.M. Forster

#heaven #hell #love #love

When I sit down to write I actually ask myself, 'Now, who do you want to be today?' ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#creativity #imagination #richelle #richelle-goodrich #writing