#pa

I particularly scorn my fondness for paradox. I despise pessimism, narcissism, solipsism, truculence, word-play, and pusillanimity, my chiefer inclinations; loathe self-loathers ergo me; have no pity for self-pity and so am free of that sweet baseness. I doubt I am. Being me’s no joke. ↗

— John Barth

#paradox #pessimism

It's not about winning, Haven. I'm not a prize to be won. I'm not the princess that needs rescuing from the dragon. I'm the prince and I kill my own monsters. You need to be ok with that. -Anita Blake ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#dragons

It hurts too much so I don't want to talk about it. ↗

— Alex Flinn

#pain #alex

Mother Fuckers. They're going to feel pretty stupid when they find out. They're fucking with the wrong people. ↗

— Robert Kirkman

#confrontation #payback #survival #walking-dead #zombies

I like to borrow a metaphor from the great poet and mystic Rumi who talks about living like a drawing compass. One leg of the compass is static. It is fixed and rooted in a certain spot. Meanwhile, the other leg draws a huge wide circle around the first one, constantly moving. Just like that, one part of my writing is based in Istanbul. It has strong local roots. Yet at the same time the other part travels the whole wide world, feeling connected to several cities, cultures, and peoples. ↗

— Elif Shafak

#rumi #mysticism

I am familiar with the phrase, ‘needle in a haystack’ and I think I understand its meaning more than I wish to. ↗

— David Sadler

#urban-fantasy #wasteland #urban-fantasy

What are you?' he [Nanapush] said to Damien, who was deep in a meditation over his [chess] bishop's trajectory. 'A priest' said Father Damien 'A man priest or a woman priest?'... ...'I am a priest', she whispered, hoarsely, fierce. 'Why' said Nanapush kindly, as though Father Damien hadn't answered, to put the question to rest, 'are you pretending to be a man priest? ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#gender-roles #native-american-reservation #patriarchy #priest #catholicism

Nothing works. My throat, my eyelids - nothing but my heart, which - oh god – am I having a panic attack? No, no, you don't almost orgasm with a panic attack. ↗

— Poppet

#paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance #urban-fantasy

His voice... my nipples are like tuning forks responding to that pitch – that purrrrr. ↗

— Poppet

#paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance #urban-fantasy

Don’t you think it’s best that you stay away from mortals? You know they break so easily these days. ↗

— Kimberly Spencer

#fairy-tale #urban-fantasy-series #ya-paranormal #urban-fantasy