#lon

You will not pass!” Roman thundered. Great. Now he had decided he was Gandalf. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#funny #gandalf #gunmetal-magic #ilona-andrews #lotr

All the letters from A to Z couldn’t express what you mean to me. Not without cloning them and using some over and over ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#express #funny #letters #funny

love is undying,of that I feel certain.I mean deep,abiding,cherishing love.The love that gives protection even as you,my guardian angel,gave me protection long after you had gone-and continue to give this very day... A love beyond Death-a love that makes Life alive! ↗

— Ruskin Bond

#day #death #emotions #heart #life

I can't imagine what my life was before. I can't imagine ever being without you for very long again. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#couple #love #imagination

I mean, I haven't been around very long. I can't expect everyone to have seen 'The House Bunny'. Oh God. I am having such waves of internal embarrassment, which now I'm admitting on a tape recorder. This is so one of the things I should keep in my head. ↗

— Emma Stone

#am #around #been #bunny #embarrassment

In England I am always madam; I arrived too late to ever be a miss. In New York I have only been madamed once, by the doorman at the Carlyle Hotel. ↗

— Anna Quindlen

#form-of-address #formality #london #madam #miss

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#life #loneliness #sunshine #life

Do you realise that people die of boredom in London suburbs? It's the second biggest cause of death amongs the English in general. Sheer boredom... ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#death #england #london #suburbia #death

And in fact the artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different forms of one and the same longing and bliss. And if instead of "heat" one could say "sex";- sex in the great, pure sense of the word, free of any sin attached to it by the Church, - then his art would be very great and infinitely important. His poetic power is great and as strong as a primal instinct; it has its own relentless rhythms in itself and explodes from him like a volcano. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#artist #bliss #longing #sex #art

...Thing was' he faced them, and Harry was astonished to see that he was grinning, 'they bit of a bit more than they could chew with Gran. Little old witch living alone, they probably think they didn't need to send anyone particularly powerful. Anyway' Neville laughed, 'Dawlish is still in St Mungo's and Gran is on the run. She sent me a letter,' he clapped a hand to the breast pocket of his robes, 'telling me she was proud of me, that I'm my parents' son, and to keep it up ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death