#mm

There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don't. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#bridget #carmen #summer

How does it feel to know that even at my worst, you're still not good enough? ↗

— Courtney Summers

#summer

I wondered if this was the way old crushes died, with a whimper, slowly, and then, just like that—gone. ↗

— Jenny Han

#summer

When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two things: either there will be ground to stand on, or you will be given wings to fly. ↗

— O.R. Melling

#summer

If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper... ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#sebastian #summer #teddy-bear #summer

I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta interested in him. ↗

— Sarah Ockler

#summer

The gods do not protect fools. Fools are protected by more capable fools. ↗

— Larry Niven

#social-commentary #science

You're Nash's brother. And a grim reaper?" She blinked again, and I readied myself for hysterics, or fear, or laughter. But knowing emma, I should have known better. "So you, what? Kill people? Did you kill me that day in the gym?" She clenched the headrest, her expression an odd mix of anger, awe, and confusion. But there was no disbelief. She'd seen and heard enough of the bizarre following her own temporary death that Tod's admission obviously didn't come as that much of a surprise. Or maybe Nash's Influence was still affecting her a little. "No," Tod shook his head firmly, but the corners of his mouth turned up in amusement. "I had nothing to do with that. I do kill people, then I reap their souls and take them to be recycled. But only people who are on my list." "So, you're not...dangerous?" His pouty grin deepened into something almost predatory, like the Tod I'd first met two months earlier. "Oh, I'm dangerous...." "Tod..." I warned, as Nash punched his brother in the arm, hard enough to actually hurt. "Just not to you," the reaper finished, shrugging at Emma. "I see you all the time, but you've never seen me, because Kaylee said if I got too close to you, I'd suffer eternity without my balls." "Jeez, Tod!" I shouted, my anger threatening to boil over and scald us all. The reaper leaned closer to Emma and spoke in a stage whisper. "She's not as scary as she thinks she is, but I respect her intent. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#emma #funny #grim-reapers #tod #anger

I don't know the rules of grammar. If you're trying to persuade people to do something, or buy something, it seems to me you should use their language. ↗

— David Ogilvy

#grammar #humour #advertising

I would say, if you like, that the party is like an out-moded mathematics...that is to say, the mathematics of Euclid. We need to invent a non-Euclidian mathematics with respect to political discipline. ↗

— Alain Badiou

#communism #euclid #geometry #mao #maoism