#humour

Finding an Agent is not a problem. Finding a publisher is not a problem. Finding readers now that's a problem. Roy A Higgins ↗

— Roy A. Higgins

#inspirational

Not till God make men of some other metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be overmastered with a piece of valiant dust? ↗

— William Shakespeare

#inspirational

I'd rather be a rising ape than a falling angel. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#inspirational #inspirational

Darling, when things go wrong in life, you lift your chin, put on a ravishing smile, mix yourself a little cocktail... ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#inspirational #lifestyle #women-s-strength #inspirational

A wise man can be a fool in love. ↗

— Chetan Bhagat

#inspirational

Yes?" she asked, eyeing me guardedly. I struck out a hand and said "Shake." Arra stared at the hand, then into my unfocused eyes. "One good fight doesn't make you a warrior," she said. "Shake!" I repeated angrily. "And if I don't?" she asked. "I'll get back up on the bars and fight you till you do," I growled. Arra studied me at length, then nodded and took my hand. "Power to you, Darren Shan," she said gruffly. "Power," I repeated weakly, then fainted into her arms and knew no more till I came to in my hammock the next night. ↗

— Darren Shan

#inspirational #inspirational

If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in bed with a mosquito. ↗

— Betty Reese

#inspirational #inspirational

I BELIEVE EVERYONE IS SPECIAL . . . BUT SOME PEOPLE THINK . . . . IT'S JUST ANOTHER WAY OF SAYING NO-ONE IS ↗

— ASHISH RANJAN

#choice #focus #goal #happiness #humour

I need new prayers, the old ones don't work anymore. ↗

— Ruchir Joshi

#inspirational #inspirational

I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by your propinquity to find Your person fair, and feel a certain zest To bear your body's weight upon my breast; So subtly is the fume of life designed, To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind, And leave me once again undone, possessed. Think not for this, however, the poor treason Of my stout blood against my staggering brain, I shall remember you with love, or season My scorn with pity, - let me make it plain: I find this frenzy insufficient reason For conversation when we meet again. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#love #design