#historic

Sampling is kind of prehistoric, given the technology and the textures you can create. ↗

— Macklemore

#given #kind #prehistoric #sampling #technology

This isn't food." Bram picked up a lavender-iced cake between thumb and finger and stared at it. "This is...edible ornamentation. ↗

— Tessa Dare

#food

I want you forever. I will always be with you. I will always love you. I will love, honor, and cherish you for all eternity. ↗

— Katrina D. Miller

#lgbt-literature #love

I love you, Louise Downe McCord. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes, and this is one of those times, but I love you. ↗

— Maggie Osborne

#historical #love #romance #love

My love for you won't stop with my leaving. Come an evening over the years, when you step outside your door and hear the wind blowing through the cottonwoods, that'll be me, thinking of you, whispering your name, and loving you. ↗

— Penelope Williamson

#romance #western #love

If I die," he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#love #outlander #love

He laughed, then became serious once more. "Mary............" The expression in his eyes set her heart pounding. "Yes?" Twice he began to frame a sentence, and twice his voice seemed to fail him. And she thought she understood. What could he possibly say to her now, when he was on the verge of leaving forever? Even something as simple as asking her to write to him carried a distinct sort of promis, the type of promise he was ten years and a half a world removed from being able to make. She forced a polite smile and held out her hand. "Good luck, James." Regret-and relief-flooded his eyes. he took her hand, cradling it for a long moment. "And to you." It was foolish to linger. She slid her fingers from his grasp, turned, and began to walk away in the direction of the Academy. She'd gone about thirty paces when she heard his voice. "Mary!" She spun about. "What is it?" "Stay out of wardrobes!" She laughed, shook her head, and began to walk again. She was smiling this time. ↗

— Y.S. Lee

#historical

How many men can say, as I must, 'I am a man whose only friend is the King of England'? I have everything, you would think. And yet take Henry away, and I have nothing. ↗

— Hilary Mantel

#men

Go to the edge of the cliff and jump off. Build your wings on the way down.--Ray Bradbury ↗

— T.K. Thorne

#aspergers #autism #historical-fiction #historical-fiction

Sure, I knew the differences between a space opera and a hard-boiled detective story and a historical novel...but I never cared about such differences. It seemed to me, then as now, that there are good stories and bad stories, and that was the only distinction that truly mattered. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#genre-fiction #reading #historical-fiction