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This isn't about what is . . . it's about what people think is. It's all imaginary anyway. That's why it's important. People only fight over imaginary things. ↗


— Neil Gaiman


#americans

Do you want some words of advice, Tess?” I glanced at Adam’s profile as he sipped. “Don’t give your heart away too easily.” He turned to me. “Make him earn it. ↗


— C.J. Duggan


#romance #summer #young-adult #young-adult-romance

That’s the thing. I’ve never met anyone like you, Tess. You think you’re a no one? You’re so wrong. So wrong. You stand in a room with all the Angelas, even the Ellies. None of them can compare to you. I remember when you started working at the Onslow, I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. You were so terrified. You weren’t full of yourself like other girls. Every time you walked into the bar, you were like a breath of fresh air. Even when Angela was a bitch to you, you rose above it. You made me see the difference in people. You’re not a nobody, Tess, you’re a somebody. ↗


— C.J. Duggan


#romance #summer #young-adult #young-adult-romance

Can we get out of here?" "Your chariot awaits." "In the form of a blue Ford ute?" I curved my brow. "But of course," he said in an over-the-top French accent. "Sacre blur, bad accent alert!" "Wow," he said, "Le rude?" "Le sorry?" "Le hurt." Toby clutched his heart. "What can I do to soothe your shattered ego?" Toby drummed his chin thoughtfully, pacing around me. He stopped just near enough to whisper in my ear. "Le kiss? ↗


— C.J. Duggan


#romance #summer #young-adult #young-adult-romance

He gave a hard smile and the oxygen in my lungs evaporated. “We both know I’m not a gentleman.” “Yeah. Okay, let me out. I’m tired.” “There’s something else,” he said, and I groaned. “What now?” “This.” He stepped closer to me, so close that the containers were sandwiched between us. His eyes looked down into mine, intent and golden, like a lion. “Oh, no, you don’t!” I hissed, dropping everything. I pushed hard against his chest; it was like shoving a tree. “Yes,” he said very softly, leaning down. “Yes, I do. ↗


— Cate Tiernan


#paranormal #romance #young-adult #young-adult-romance

Humans do not simply, innocently, and honestly disagree with each other about the good, the just, the right, the principles and applications of moral distinction and valuation, for they are already caught, like it or not, in a complex dynamic of each other’s desires, recognition, power, and comparisons which not only relativizes moral distinctions and valuations, but makes them a constant and dangerous source of discord. ↗


— Gregory B. Sadler


#desire #disagreements #moral-theory #morality #philosophy

The health of a democratic society may be measured by the quality of functions performed by private citizens. ↗


— Alexis de Tocqueville


#democratic #democratic society #functions #health #may

Max," Jace said. "Max, I’m so sorry. ↗


— Cassandra Clare


#jace-lightwood #max-lightwood #city-of-fallen-angels

The doctor’s words made me understand what happened to me was a dark, evil, and shameful secret, and by association I too was dark, evil, and shameful. While it may not have been their intention, this was the message my clouded mind received. To escape the confines of the hospital, I once again disassociated myself from my emotions and numbed myself to the pain ravaging my body and mind. I acted as if nothing was wrong and went back to performing the necessary motions to get me from one day to the next. I existed but I did not live. ↗


— Alyssa Reyans


#bipolar-disorder #delusions #depression #hallucinations #insanity

He was seemingly born not only with a gift for language, but with a particularly nasty clock which makes him go crazy every three years or so. ↗


— Kurt Vonnegut


#giftedness #mental-health #mental-illness #mental-illness






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