#nic

All I know is that your the nicest thing I've ever seen, I wish we could see if we could be something... ↗

— Kate Nash

#nice #love

Freedom! To fill people's mailboxes, eyes, ears and brains with commercial rubbish against their will, television programs that are impossible to watch with a sense of coherence. Freedom! To force information on people, taking no account of their right not to accept it or their right of peace of mind. Freedom! To spit in the eyes and souls of passersby with advertisements. ↗

— Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

#freedom

Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people. Jack: I see you. Rose: And? Jack: You wouldn't have jumped. ↗

— James Cameron

#movies

Music that touches the transcendental aspect of a human being is reserved for a marginal audience ↗

— John McLaughlin

#niche #transcendental #music

Never trust a mechanic who drives new cars. They're either charging too much money for their work, or they can't keep an old car running - maybe both. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#money

...you definitely are deep water Dr. Fisher. Fathoms deep. ↗

— J.M. Richards

#davin #nicknames #romantic #tall-dark-streak-of-lightning #romantic

Hysteria is impossible without an audience. Panicking by yourself is the same as laughing alone in an empty room. You feel really silly. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#laugh

Christmas in the Underworld was NOT my idea. If I'd known what was coming, I would've called in sick. I could've avoided an army of demons, a fight with a Titan, and a trick that almost got my friends and me cast into eternal darkness. But no, I had to take my stupid English exam. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#nico-di-angelo #percy-jackson #test #thalia-grace #titan

How many times have you tried to talk to someone about something that matters to you, tried to get them to see it the way you do? And how many of those times have ended with you feeling bitter, resenting them for making you feel like your pain doesn't have any substance after all? Like when you've split up with someone, and you try to communicate the way you feel, because you need to say the words, need to feel that somebody understands just how pissed off and frightened you feel. The problem is, they never do. "Plenty more fish in the sea," they'll say, or "You're better off without them," or "Do you want some of these potato chips?" They never really understand, because they haven't been there, every day, every hour. They don't know the way things have been, the way that it's made you, the way it has structured your world. They'll never realise that someone who makes you feel bad may be the person you need most in the world. They don't understand the history, the background, don't know the pillars of memory that hold you up. Ultimately, they don't know you well enough, and they never can. Everyone's alone in their world, because everybody's life is different. You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down. ↗

— Michael Marshall Smith

#love #only-forward #reality #communication

And what are your interests and hobbies, Nicholas?" Annabel asked faintly, sounding like a cross between a television interviewer and a hostage. Nick considered this for a minute, and then said "I like swords." Annabel leaned over her plate and asked, her voice changing "You fence?" "Not exactly," Nick drawled. "I'm more freestyle. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#sarcasm #change