#plea

The rain battered the cottage. Valkyrie risked a look up at Skulduggery. “What is it?” she whispered. “It’s a box,” he whispered back. “What kind of box?” “A wooden one.” She gave him a look. ↗

— Derek Landy

#death-bringer #skulduggery-pleasant #valkyrie-cain #death

I like to imagine that library school was started because of some sort of silly bar bet where a guy got really plastered and told his buddy that he could convince people that librarians needed to be trained in the art of librarianship. Sadly, this is not the case; its roots are a bit more academic. ↗

— Scott Douglas

#library #library-books #quiet-please #art

But let no one imagine that we were mere ascetics. There is no more complex pleasure than thought, and it was to thought that we delivered ourselves over. ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

#pleasure #thought #imagination

All around me new love and it makes me sad. All around me feel assured that you'll be back, if I imagine you, body next to another. ↗

— Tegan Quin

#new-love #please-come-back #sainthood #sara-quin #sheets

To give pleasure to a single heart by a single act is better than a thousand heads bowing in prayer. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#better #bowing #give #heads #heart

After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#inspirational #pearls #pleasures #simple #inspirational

No man pleases by silence; many I please by speaking briefly. ↗

— Ausonius

#i #man #many #please #pleases

If we take care of the customers and associates and grow the business, Wall Street will be pleased. ↗

— Lee Scott

#business #care #customers #grow #pleased

The memory of the pain did not destroy the reality of the pleasure; grief did not obliterate joy. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#inspirational #joy #memories #memory #pain

Only a fool can be happy. For happiness consists of two contradictory elements: contentment and pleasure. Enjoy pleasure and you have no contentment; be content and you have no pleasure. For this reason happiness is conceivable only for those who enjoy themselves without thinking that they will always want more and thus be discontented, or for those who are content without thinking that they have no pleasure. Whoever reflects can never be happy, unless he is a fanatic and thus blinded…thus exercising control over his intelligence with his feelings, instead of the other way round ↗

— Marcellus Emants

#pleasure #reflection #intelligence