#ka

Sećam se da sam jedno jutro video ispred samoposluge nekog popa kako ljušti kikiriki, odmah mi je bilo jasno da neće biti mira na Balkanu. ↗

— Slobodan Tišma

#church #priest #religion #war #religion

And this is why you don’t want me to be friends with Dee, because you were afraid that I’d find out the truth?” “That, and you’re a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble.” My eyes narrowed. “We aren’t weak. And you’re on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy.” Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. “Point taken. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#katy #respect

Huysmans takes the old trope of moon-as-woman and replaces its romantic connotations with decadent ones: the moon here is woman as clamorous lunatic, as convulsive epileptic. ↗

— Charles Bernheimer

#joris-karl-huysmans #lunatic #moon #romantic

You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #peeta #smile

You cannot con an honest man. ↗

— Ally Carter

#heist-society #honesty #kat-bishop #thief #society

One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me. I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#dread #go #hollow #katniss #let

Trust is a careless pursuit at best. At worst, it's a good way to get yourself killed. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#lauren-kate #luce #miss-sophia #trust

For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #peeta #relationships #the-hunger-games #trust

How absurd it was that in all seven kingdoms, the weakest and most vulnerable of people - girls, women - went unarmed and were taught nothing of fighting, while the strong were trained to the highest reaches of their skill. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#power #strong #unfair #weak #women

Do you ever feel that way?" "Lonely?" I search for the words. "Restless. As if you haven't really met yourself yet. As is you'd passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt - 'Ah! There I Am! I've been missing that piece!' But it happens too fast, and then that part of you disappears into the fog again. And you spend the rest of your days looking for it." He nods, and I think he's appeasing me. I feel stupid of having said it. It's sentimental and true, and I've revealed a part of myself I shouldn't have. "Do you know what I think?" Kartik says at last. "What?" "Sometimes, I think you can glimpse it in another. ↗

— Libba Bray

#found #gemma-doyle #kartik #lonely #lost