#ley

Jane," I said quietly. She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer. "Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying." "If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#henry-viii #jane-seymour #mary-boleyn #threat #forgiveness

Like I said, when I get pissed I say a lotta shit I don't mean and what I said about you I didn't mean," he repeated, beginning to look as impatient as he sounded. "And like I said, you're old enough to learn you shouldn't do that," I repeated too, probably also looking impatient. "That isn't me," he replied. "Well, then, this obviously is eating you and that's your consequence because I have feelings and you walked all over them and you can't order me to shake it off so you can feel better. It's there, burned in my brain and I can't just forget it because you tell me to. So you have to live with that. You can't and want me gone, say it now because I'm beginning to like Betty and I met Shambles and Sunny and I'm having dinner with them tomorrow night and I'd rather not make ties when I'm going to need to hit the road because my boss is going to get rid of me." "Shambles and Sunny?" he asked. "Shambles and Sunny," I answered but didn't share more. "Now, can we just move on and do our best to work together and all other times avoid each other or do you want me to go?" He moved forward an inch and I again fought the urge to retreat. "Forgiveness is divine," he said softly and I'd never heard him talk soft. He had a very nice voice but when it went soft, it was beautiful. This also sucked. (BTW, in the beginning a lot of things sucked! :D) I mean Lauren uses this word 'sucks'. "I'm not divine," I returned. "I'm also not Ace and I'm not Babe. I'm Lauren. You don't like my name, don't call me anything at all. Now can I clean the danged table?" I had my head tipped back to look him in the eye but I could tell he was expending effort to hold his whole body still. Then he said in that soft voice, "I'm sorry, Ace." "Me too," I replied instantly being clear I didn't accept his apology... ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#lauren #sweet-dreams #tate #beauty

I was taught that you can’t expect to be forgiven when you continuously commit the same sin over and over again. ↗

— J.B. McGee

#forgiven #forgiveness #j-b-mcgee #jb-mcgee #sinning

With a gentle push, and a mild arc, the old cowhide globe hits home.” Yo-yoing” Leapin’ leaner” Hippity-hop” Good if it goes!” Frozen rope” Belt-high dribble” It’s in the ol’ refrigerator.” Looking down the barrel” You gotta love it, baby! ↗

— Hot Rod Hundley

#home

Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!" "I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#fred-weasley #george-weasley #weasley #weasley-twins #death

The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Harry's mind was in freefall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossiblity, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lying - ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#weasley #death

Go on, have a pasty," said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten). ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#harry-potter #ron-weasley #friendship

One of the principal functions of a friend is to suffer (in a milder and symbolic form) the punishments that we should like, but are unable, to inflict upon our enemies. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#huxley #suffering #friendship

One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#weasley-twins #funny

And who are you supposed to be? the King of snot-nosed delinquents? ↗

— Michael Buckley

#michael-buckley #ms-smurt #puck #funny