#lab

You are a manipulator. I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#comedy #dark #euphemism #label #manipulation

Whoever thought a tiny candy bar should be called fun size was a moron. ↗

— Glenn Beck

#food #labels #food

You were totally unprepared for her ↗

— Richelle Mead

#uncontrollable #love

Success for a woman means absolute surrender, in whatever direction. Whether she paints a picture, or loves a man, there is no division of labor possible in her economy. To the attainment of any end worth living for, a symmetrical sacrifice of her nature is compulsory upon her. ↗

— Elizabeth Stuart Phelps

#sacrifice #success #woman #love

Lissa lowered her voice and added, "I might not even go to school anyway. I might defer and join the Peace Corps and go to Africa and shave my head and dig latrines." "Shave your head?" I said, because, really, this was the most ludicrous part of the whole thing. "You? Do you have any idea how ugly most people's bare heads are? They've got all kinds of bumps, Lissa. And you won't know until it's too late and you're flat-out bald. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#humor #lissa #remy #sarah-dessen #this-lullaby

But God!Who could live like this , anyway, with the kind of guesswork that was enough to make a person crazy, just sailing along, taking bumps here and there, no course navigated whatsoever, with any big wave capable of just tipping and sinking you entirely. IT was madness, stipidity, and- (then I saw him) ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#this-lullaby #love

Dizzy love turned a star lily pink, And hung above our lids too flushed to blink, But icy blue froze the fairytale cold, Though I treasured you and you sparkled with someone to hold. ↗

— Owl City

#owl-city #love

But every acquisition that is disproportionate to the labor spent on it is dishonest. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#capitalism #dishonest #hierarchy #honest #labor

Vowels were something else. He didn't like them and they didn't like him. There were only five of them, but they seemed to be everywhere. Why, you could go through twenty words without bumping into some of the shyer consonants, but it seemed as if you couldn't tiptoe past a syllable without waking up a vowel. Consonants, you know pretty much where you stood, but you could never trust a vowel. ↗

— Jerry Spinelli

#grammar #maniac #syllable #vowels #grammar

Ah? A small aversion to menial labor?" The doctor cocked an eyebrow. "Understandable, but misplaced. One should treasure those hum-drum tasks that keep the body occupied but leave the mind and heart unfettered. ↗

— Tad Williams

#imagination #labor #my-life-story #treasures #imagination