#ld

When I have run out of words to copy, I look out the window at this strange place called India. Inside the train, the people around me are snoring. I don't understand how they can close their eyes when there is so much to see. ↗

— Patricia McCormick

#sold #india

Armon stared into the wild darkness of his opponent and saw a reflection of his own fall. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#darkness #defeat #fight #fighting #opponent

And now, we have no option. We can't say 'maybe' 'it's possible' 'it looks very probable...' No way! We have to say this is what the Bible teaches! This is fact! May 21, 2011 is the day of the Rapture, it is the day that Judgment Day begins... ↗

— Harold Camping

#end-of-the-world #rapture #sci-fi #science-fiction #spiritual

She wanted me to betray you guys, and I was like, 'Pfft, right, I'm gonna listen to a face in the potty sludge'. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#heroes

Gods of Olympus." Piper stared at Leo. "What happened to you?" His hair was greased back. He had welding goggles on his forehead, a lipstick mark on his cheek, tattoos all over his arms, and a T-shirt that read HOT STUFF, BAD BOY, and TEAM LEO. "Long story," he said. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #piper-mclean #the-mark-of-athena #heroes

Leo drummed his fingers. “Great. I should have installed a smoke screen that makes the ship smell like a giant chicken nugget. Remind me to invent that, next time.” Hazel frowned. “What is a chicken nugget?” “Oh, man…” Leo shook his head in amazement. “That's right. You’ve missed the last, like, seventy years. Well, my apprentice, a chicken nugget—” “Doesn’t matter,” Annabeth interrupted. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#chicken #hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians

The moment you stop chasing happiness, you become happy. ↗

— Sandy Hyatt-James

#parallel-world #pathos #revenge #romance #suspense

Nothing on this planet can compare with a woman’s love—it is kind and compassionate, patient and nurturing, generous and sweet and unconditional. Pure. If you are her man, she will walk on water and through a mountain for you, too, no matter how you’ve acted out, no matter what crazy thing you’ve done, no matter the time or demand. If you are her man, she will talk to you until there just aren’t any more words left to say, encourage you when you’re at rock bottom and think there just isn’t any way out, hold you in her arms when you’re sick, and laugh with you when you’re up. And if you’re her man and that woman loves you—I mean really loves you?—she will shine you up when you’re dusty, encourage you when you’re down, defend you even when she’s not so sure you were right, and hang on your every word, even when you’re not saying anything worth listening to. And no matter what you do, no matter how many times her friends say you’re no good, no matter how many times you slam the door on the relationship, she will give you her very best and then some, and keep right on trying to win over your heart, even when you act like everything she’s done to convince you she’s The One just isn’t good enough. That’s a woman’s love—it stands the test of time, logic, and all circumstance. ↗

— Steve Harvey

#love

Childhood trauma does not come in one single package. ↗

— Dr. Asa Don Brown

#psychologist #psychology #ptsd #recovery #research

To be alone was something unpleasant. But I was at the same time conscious of a slight insanity in my mood, and seemed to foresee my recovery. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#recovery