#lor

I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#lords-of-the-underworld #sexy #william #sexy

How often the priest had heard the same confession--Man was so limited: he hadn't even the ingenuity to invent a new vice: the animals knew as much. It was for this world that Christ had died: the more evil you saw and heard about you, the greater the glory lay around the death; it was too easy to die for what was good or beautiful, for home or children or civilization--it needed a God to die for the half-hearted and the corrupt. ↗

— Graham Greene

#corruption #death #evil #glory #god

It is not enough that we do our best; sometimes we must do what is required. ↗

— Winston Churchill

#forlorn-hope #perseverance #resolve #hope

Where does your security lie? Is God your refuge, your hiding place, your stronghold, your shepherd, your counselor, your friend, your redeemer, your saviour, your guide? If He is, you don't need to search any further for security. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#counselor #friend #god #guide #redeemer

White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals," Luke explained. “ But for mundanes, Jace, it’ s the color of weddings. Brides wear white to symbolize their purity.” “I thought Jocelyn said her dress wasn’t white,” Simon said. “Well,” said Jace, “I suppose that ship has sailed.” Luke choked on his coffee. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #luke-garroway #symbolism #city

The time to make up your mind about people, is never. ↗

— Philip Barry

#tracy-lord #acting

Stop running, you fools!" Kronos yelled. "Stand and ACKK!" That last part was because a panicked Hyperborean giant stumbled backwards and sat on top of him. The lord of time disappeared under a giant blue butt. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hyperborean-giant #kronos #lord-of-time #running

His grief he will not forget; but it will not darken his heart, it will teach him wisdom. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#tolkien #teaching

Being FEARLESS isn't being 100% Not FEARFUL, it's being terrified but you jump anyway... ↗

— Taylor Swift

#fearlessness #swift #taylor #taylor-swift #fear

A small brazier glowed near the monk's left hand. On a lecturn before him lay pots of paints, brushes, a quill, a pen, a knife, a sizeable handbell, the tooth of some animal--and a piece of parchment. It was the parchment that commanded the room. Until he saw it Len didn't realize how starved he had been of colour. Villagers dressed in various shades of brown and beige, like their furniture and fields and now, here, was an irruption of the rainbow, as if a charm of goldfinches had landed on the manuscript and been transfixed. ↗

— Diana Norman

#interesting #medieval-life #the-importance-of-art #art