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How often the priest had heard the same confession--Man was so limited: he hadn't even the ingenuity to invent a new vice: the animals knew as much. It was for this world that Christ had died: the more evil you saw and heard about you, the greater the glory lay around the death; it was too easy to die for what was good or beautiful, for home or children or civilization--it needed a God to die for the half-hearted and the corrupt. ↗

— Graham Greene

#corruption #death #evil #glory #god

I want to name one of my sons “For Sale.” That way, not only would he make an excellent politician, but even after his death his children could benefit from his name through his headstone, which would read “For Sale: 904.555.4272. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #headstone #politics #death

He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death. ↗

— Arthur Rimbaud

#love #death

I have almost completed a long novel, but it is unpublishable until my death and England's. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#england #homophobia #homosexuality #lgbt-literature #maurice-novel

The future depends on what you do today. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#carpe-diem #future #present #action

It is better to be small, colorful, sexy, careless, and peaceful, like the flowers, than large, conservative, repressed, fearful, and aggressive, like the thunder lizards; a lesson, by the way, that the Earth has yet to learn. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#peace #sexy

He had come for her. He had promised everything was going to be okay, and he had come for her, and he had looked so crazy-sexy. No, monstrous. No, sexy. Oh damn. ↗

— Thea Harrison

#tricks #sexy

What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#poverty #youth #need

She tossed her towel on her dresser and turned to the bed where shed left her PJs. Only it wasn't just her PJs on the bed anymore. Lucas, eyes wide, sat on the foot of her bed, about four feet from where she stood completely naked. She squealed. He laughed. She dashed for the towel. Once she had it around her, she glared from a still grinning Lucas to the door. "I'm killing Della!" He laughed again. "I'm afraid I might have to protect her for this one. ↗

— C.C. Hunter

#chosen-at-nightfall #fun #kylie #lucas #naked

That woman was sexy. . . . Out of your league? Son, let women figure out why they won't screw you. Don't do it for them. ↗

— Justin Halpern

#women #sexy