#hi

If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten. ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#form #history #never #stories #taught

Bienvenidos a mi barco pirata. Vamos rumbo a Venecia, a cazar vampiros. ↗

— Sofía Navarro

#bienvenida #caza #pirata #piratas #pirate

Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves. ↗

— Joseph Addison

#love #pain #philosophical #equality

Inside each of us is a monster; inside each of us is a saint. The real question is which one we nurture the most, which one will smite the other. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#storytelling

It's not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It's not this town´s fault that I don't feel I fit in. It doesn't matter where you are in the world, because it's about where you are in your head. It's about the other world I inhabit. The world of dreams, hope, imagination, and memories. I'm happy up here, and because of that I'm happy up there too ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#loneliness #philosophy-of-life-people #dreams

Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone - and finding that that's ok with them. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#relationships #weirdness #weird

He cocked his head in an overly dramatic fashion. "Hey, I just got it: it was you, wasn't it?" He looked at Lissa, the back at me. "She got you to kill the fox, didn't she?Some weird kind of lesbian voo—ahhh!” Ralf burst into flames. I jumped up and pushed Lissa out of the way—not easy to do, since we were sitting at our desks. We both ended up on the floor as screams—Ralf's in particular—filled the classroom and Ms. Meissner sprinted for the fire extinguisher. And then, just like that, the flames disappeared. Ralf was still screaming and patting himself down, but he didn't have a single singe mark on him. The only indication of what had happened was the lingering smell of smoke in the air. For several seconds, the entire classroom froze. Then, slowly, everyone put the pieces together. Moroi magical specializations were well known, and after scanning the room, I deduced three fire users: Ralf, his friend Jacob, and— Christian Ozera. Since neither Jacob nor Ralf would have set Ralf on fire, it sort of made the culprit obvious. The fact that Christian was laughing hysterically sort of gave it away too. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#ralf #fashion

Chiron, I don't think the attic is the proper place for our new Oracle, do you?" "No, indeed." Chiron looked a lot better now that Apollo had worked some medical magic on him. "Rachel may use a guest room in the Big House for now, until we give the matter more thought." "I'm thinking a cave in the hills," Apollo mused. "With torches and a big purple curtain over the entrance . . . really mysterious. But inside, a totally decked-out pad with a game room and one of those home theater systems. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#chiron #rachel-elizabeth-dare #mystery

I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#christine-feehan #dark-dream #dark-dreamers #paranormal #romance

They say God never gives us more than we can handle, but sometimes I think God has overestimated what I can take. ↗

— Blaize Clement

#mystery