#isa

My feelings for you run very deep." - Loor Not deep enought, I guess." - Bobby (The Rivers of Zadaa) ↗

— D.J. MacHale

#humor #humor

I alternate between feeling sympathetic toward humanity and being a misanthrope. When I'm sympathetic, it usually means I haven't been around people in awhile. ↗

— John R. Lindensmith

#humor #misanthrope #social-commentary #humor

Ask not, what you must do for your computer. Fear instead, what your computer can do to you. ↗

— with apologies to John F. Kennedy

#disaster #humor #humor

Sonreí y ofrecí mi mejor cara de idiota. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#idiota #sonrisa #humor

I caught myself thinking about falling in love with someone who I hoped was out there right now thinking about the possibility of me, but I quickly banished the notion. It was that kind of thinking that landed me in this situation to begin with. Hope can ruin you. ↗

— Perry Moore

#failure #hope #love #unrequited-love #love

...you disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I make a bouquet of my sorrows and give them to you ... ↗

— John Geddes

#liar #lies #love #pain #poetry

I love full on, like 65 mph in a handicapped parking spot.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#car #disabled #funny #handicapped #humor

Heath had been there to help her, letting her draw from his strength. Did she have enough strength to sustain him in the same way? ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love-come-to-me #lucy #love

Jude,” she whispered as she touched his face. “I’m so frightened of this. This bind that links us. It whispers to me to take what you’re offering, but I fear the consequences. I have lived the consequences.” His fingertips traced the column of her throat down over the swells of her breasts where they lingered until her breath caught. “I am not your father, Isabella, and you are not your mother.” “I know, but—” “There are no certainties in life,” he murmured as he lowered his head and kissed the apex of her breast where her heart hammered so hard. “But I can give you this certainty. I love you. And I want you. I have wanted you for so long, and that feeling has only grown. There must be trust between us, Isabella. Passion is not enough for me. I want more from you.” “You ask for so much,” she said, then trailed off. “Not any more than I am offering you. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #jude #seduction-and-scandal #life

Sir Gerald Moore: I was at dinner last evening, and halfway through the pudding, this four-year-old child came alone, dragging a little toy cart. And on the cart was a fresh turd. Her own, I suppose. The parents just shook their heads and smiled. I've made a big investment in you, Peter. Time and money, and it's not working. Now, I could just shake my head and smile. But in my house, when a turd appears, we throw it out. We dispose of it. We flush it away. We don't put it on the table and call it caviar. ↗

— Tom Wolfe

#disappointment #mentor #mentors #wall-street #business