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Unbelievable! You are unbelievable! First you ruin my life and then you blame it on my period! ↗

— Jane Aire

#mothers-and-daughters #life

Life's nycer when it's Naughtie! ↗

— Naughtie Scribe

#erotica #inspriational #paranormal #thriller #life

He's lighting up my life and I don't even know his name. He's already perfect. ↗

— Poppet

#paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance #life

All the greatest blessings are a source of anxiety, and at no time should fortune be less trusted than when it is best; to maintain prosperity there is need of other prosperity, and in behalf of the prayers that have turned out well we must make still other prayers. For everything that comes to us from chance is unstable, and the higher it rises, the more liable it is to fall. Moreover, what is doomed to perish brings pleasure to no one; very wretched, therefore, and not merely short, must the life of those be who work hard to gain what they must work harder to keep. By great toil they attain what they wish, and with anxiety hold what they have attained; meanwhile they take no account of time that will never more return. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#blessings #chance #good-fortune #life #luck

Worried, she looks to her left at the tall Tenshi master standing next to her. Jack Devon, her mentor and her friend. The boy who has saved her life countless times, who she admires more than anyone else even if he never understands how she can put up with him. Whose chocolate brown hair reminds her of what used to be home, whose eyes are the brightest of the blue marbles she played with as a kid, and whose smirk is what makes her smile. Jack Devon, her mentor and her friend. No, scratch that—he is her brother, and her best friend. He says nothing but his eyes mutter soft words of comfort. ↗

— Hannah Nikka Bryan

#best-friend #brothers #friend #gloria #jack

Often, as she leafed through the sticky, plastic-coated pages, spotting herself with a frizzy perm or wearing a loud, printed blouse, she was struck by how long life was, and how much time had passed, and she wished she could go back and apologize to those closest to her, explain that she understood now. Impossible, and yet the urge to return and be a different person never lessened, grew only more acute. ↗

— Stewart O'Nan

#life

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.' In other words, love is a dominant strategy. ↗

— Avinash K. Dixit

#love #life

They got a manure machine in there,” Keller said. He went up to the barn and peeked through a hole between tow boards. “On wheels. It’s fun to ride sometimes, when you don’t care how you smell. ↗

— Sandra Neil Wallace

#author-sandra-neil-wallace #cows #farm-life #friendship #humor

He’d never really given religion much thought himself. It was just there, one of the basic fundamentals of life and living; Heaven is generally good and one should aspire to end up there, and Hell is decidedly foul and one should generally direct their enemies there. ↗

— T.A. Miles

#enemies #evil #good #heaven #heaven-and-hell

To be candid, in Middlemarch phraseology, meant, to use an early opportunity of letting your friends know that you did not take a cheerful view of their capacity, their conduct, or their position; and a robust candor never waited to be asked for its opinion. ↗

— George Eliot

#correction #motive #prophecy #life