#night

You must forgive my Hunters if they do not welcome you," Artemis said. "It is very rare that we would have boys in this camp. Boys are usually forbidden to have any contact with the Hunters. The last one to see this camp…" She looked at Zoe. "Which one was it?" That boy in Colorado," Zoe said. "You turned him into a jackalope." Ah, yes." Artemis nodded, satisfied. "I enjoy making jackalopes. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #zoe-nightshade #forgiveness

I think real forgiveness is a gift someone has to earn, and I don’t even have to worry about Kalona asking for my forgiveness unless he’s worthy of even considering it, and I just don’t see that happening. ↗

— P.C. Cast

#house-of-night #forgiveness

Not one word," Kel warned. "Tobe and I have reached an understanding." Neal's lips twitched. "Why do I feel you did most of the understanding. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#keladry-of-mindelan #lady-knight #tamora-pierce #funny

Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you. ↗

— Ogden Nash

#home #hope #middle #middle age #night

The moment I stepped out the front door I was faced again with Manhattan. There it was, oh splendid ship of concrete and steel, aluminum, glass and electricity, forging forever up the dark river. (The hudson - like a river of oil, filthy and rich, gleaming with silver lights.) Manhattan at twilight: floating gardens of tender neon, the lavender towers where each window glittered at sundown with reflected incandescence, where each crosstown street became at evening a gash of golden fire, and the endless flow of the endless traffic on the West Side Highway resembled a luminous necklace strung round the island's shoulders. ↗

— Edward Abbey "Manhattan Twilight Hoboken Night"

#john-dunn #manhattan-twilight-hoboken-night #the-journey-home #home

Lissianna said, smacking Thomas in the arm. “What were you thinking? They don’t waltz here.” “I was thinking I didn’t want my uncle clasping my butt, and our chests rubbing together as he stepped on my feet while trying to shuffle me around the floor,” Thomas answered dryly. ↗

— Lynsay Sands

#lissianna #lucian #night-club #thomas #humor

I think nighttime is dark so you can imagine your fears with less distraction. ↗

— Bill Watterson

#humor

It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days; but always if they wanted to do anything special they said this was Saturday night, and then they did it. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#imagination #indulge #peter-pan #saturday-night #imagination

Little girls grow up thinking that knights in shining armor actually exist.  But they don't.  And if those valiant heroes ever did bless this world with their chivalrous deeds, I imagine, just like Christ's apostles, they were destroyed by envy on the battlefront. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#heroes #knights #love #richelle #richelle-goodrich

For under scrutiny you will find that even an open book can have a surprise scribbled in its margins. ↗

— Violet Haberdasher

#knightley-academy #life #life-lesson #sir-robert #inspirational