#jar

Within a week of the girl's sacrifice, the clouds above Ólympus had broken up and spread south. Soon, a steady rain fell upon the plains and mountainsides, producing just enough downfall to fill the wells and cisterns but not ruin the crops. The natives, who had been appalled at the sacrifice, were overjoyed. Embers of hatred and fear still smoldered in their eyes, but there was also, now, a flicker of respect. ↗

— Tom Stone

#words-that-burn-into-your-brain #respect

Jared had his back to the wall, which Kami thought was a reflex when he was uncomfortable. She wanted to shield him. “He was doing some—Zen jogging,” she claimed. Jared flicked her an incredulous glance. “Yes,” he said slowly. “Zen jogging. I wasn’t wearing that many clothes because—that’s part of the process. You’re meant to commune with the elements. Normally, I wouldn’t have worn my jeans, but I put them on because I know the English are a modest people. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#kami #english

And then we jerked to a stop. Jared was blocking the exit. "Have you lost your mind, Ian?" he asked, shocked and outraged. "What are you doing to her?" "Did you know about this?" Ian shouted back, shoving me toward Jared and shaking me at him. "You're going to hurt her!" "Do you know what she's planning?" Ian roared. Jared stared at Ian, his face suddenly closed off. He didn't answer. That was answer enough for Ian. Ian's fist struck Jared so fast that I missed the blow - I just felt the lurch in his body and saw Jared reel back into the dark hall. "Ian, stop," I begged. "You stop," he growled back at me. He yanked me through the arch into the tunnel, then pulled me north. I had to almost run to keep up with his longer stride. "O´Shea!" Jared shouted after us. "I'm going to hurt her?" Ian roared back over his shoulder, not breaking pace. "I am? You hypocritical swine!" There was nothing but silence and blackness behind us now. I stumbled in the dark, trying to keep up. He jerked me along faster, and my breath caught in a moan, almost like a cry of pain. The sound made Ian stumble to a stop. His breathing was hoarse in the darkness. "Ian, Ian, I..." I chocked, unable to finish. I didn't know what to say, picturing his furious face. His arms caught me abruptly, yanking my feet out from under me and then catching my shoulders before I could fall. He started running forward again, carrying me now. His hands were not rough and angry like before; he cradled me against his chest. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#jared #wanda #wanderer #breaking-up

I'm going to move on and do other things. My life isn't going to be about Jar Jar Binks. ↗

— Ahmed Best

#binks #going #i #jar #life

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#always #ecstatic #experience #ready #should

I have the heart of a child. I keep it in a jar on my shelf. ↗

— Robert Bloch

#heart #i #jar #keep #shelf

Usually you're in movies with a lot of dissolves and things, but this was kind of quick, more jarring than usual. I thought it would be fun to be in a movie that's unconventional. Then I met Guy and I liked him. I think he's a good man. ↗

— Dennis Farina

#dissolves #fun #good #good man #guy

We stole a box of honey jars one time and went out in the woods and took care of the whole box. I don't think I touched honey again for 20 years. I never wanted to see honey again. ↗

— Quincy Jones

#box #care #honey #i #jars

The sterile, arid environment created by truly jarring and discordant signage and gargantuan billboards is a turnoff. ↗

— Jonathan Katz

#billboards #created #discordant #environment #jarring

There's something dangerous about what's funny. Jarring and disconcerting. There is a connection between funny and scary. ↗

— Christopher Walken

#between #connection #dangerous #disconcerting #funny