#pen

The time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things: Of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#carpenter #poem #walrus #walrus-and-the-carpenter #king

Piper had a new entry in her top-ten list of Times Piper Felt Useless. Fighting Shrimpzilla with a dagger and a pretty voice? Not so effective. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #piper-mclean #self-confidence #self-esteem #skolopendra

It was a pleasure to burn. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#opening-lines #pleasure

then things got even stranger. Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand. "What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air. Mrs. Dodds lunged at me. With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword-Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tourement day. Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes. My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword. She snarled, "Die, honey!" And she flew straight at me. Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally:I swung the sword. The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed through her body as if she were made made of water. Hisss! Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#olympians #pen #percy-jackson #nature

Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#brooding #guilt #morality #remorse #repentance

You know what they say about hope. It breeds eternal misery! ↗

— Sara Shepard

#eternity

There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them. ↗

— Greta Garbo

#cheapen #heart #inside #joys #many

Her body was spattered with tiny bits of the reverend’s flesh and blood, like someone had combined shrimp and tomato soup and then forgot to put the lid on the blender. ↗

— Chelsea Cain

#serial-killers #suspense #journalist

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought. ↗

— Stephen King

#eddie #fear #grownups #horror #it

A hard man is nice to find ↗

— Tom Barry

#erotica #intrigue #suspense #drama