#k

Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light. ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#darkness #light #stories #story #kate

Garraty wondered how it would be, to lie in the biggest, dustiest library silence of all, dreaming endless, thoughtless dreams behind your gummed-down eyelids, dressed forever in your Sunday suit. No worries about money, success, fear, joy, pain, sorrow, sex, or love. Absolute zero. No father, mother, girlfriend, lover. The dead are orphans. No company but the silence like a moth's wing. An end to the agony of movement, to the long nightmare of going down the road. The body in peace, stillness, and order. The perfect darkness of death. How would that be? Just how would that be? ↗

— Stephen King

#dying #pain #stress #walk #death

I shall see you on Blackfriars Bridge, Tessa. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #tessa-gray

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down. ↗

— Arthur Rimbaud

#dreams

If the apocalypse comes...beep me! ↗

— Joss Whedon

#buffy-the-vampire-slayer #humour #snark #apocalypse

Hey, why do pegasi gallop as they fly, anyway?" Blackjack whinnied. Why do humans swing their arms as they walk? I dunno, boss. It just feels right. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #human-rights

Man of an hard heart! Hear me, Proud, Stern, and Cruel! You could have saved me; you could have restored me to happiness and virtue, but would not! You are the destroyer of my Soul; You are my Murderer, and on you fall the curse of my death and my unborn Infant’s! Insolent in your yet-unshaken virtue, you disdained the prayers of a Penitent; But God will show mercy, though you show none. And where is the merit of your boasted virtue? What temptations have you vanquished? Coward! you have fled from it, not opposed seduction. But the day of Trial will arrive! Oh! then when you yield to impetuous passions! when you feel that Man is weak, and born to err; When shuddering you look back upon your crimes, and solicit with terror the mercy of your God, Oh! in that fearful moment think upon me! Think upon your Cruelty! Think upon Agnes, and despair of pardon! ↗

— Matthew Gregory Lewis

#arrogance #callousness #catholicism #cold-hearted-people #cruelty

Pilate's skeptical sneer "What is truth?" was addressed to Truth Himself, standing there right in front of his face. The world's stupidest question was three words; God's profoundest answer was one Word. ↗

— Peter Kreeft

#christ #christianity #god #jesus #jesus-christ

As expected, the church lady grumbled something incoherent and put Bridget’s call on hold. A peppy rendition of “City of God” blared as hold music just long enough for Bridget to start to sing along with the chorus. Catholic brainwashing at its best. ↗

— Gretchen McNeil

#city-of-god #religion #snark #music

Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it. ↗

— John O'Callaghan

#believe #bucket-list #do-it #do-something #faith