#poignant

We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages. We're English, and the English are best at everything. ↗

— William Golding

#nationalism #poignant #pride #english

Delirium: "What's the name of the word for the precise moment when you realize that you've actually forgotten how it felt to make love to somebody you really liked a long time ago?" Dream: "There isn't one." Delirium: "Oh. I thought maybe there was." Delirium and Dream, in Sandman #43: "Brief Lives: 3 ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#gaiman #love #poignant #sandman #dreams

A grievance is most poignant when almost redressed. ↗

— Eric Hoffer

#grievance #most #poignant

I find it amusing on one level, poignant on another, when people try to get recognition from an outside source. It's sad. ↗

— Grace Slick

#another #find #get #i #level

Mallory dropped her head to the steering wheel. "Look, I'm mad at you, okay? This isn't about me. I know my painful memories are relative. My life is good. I'm lucky. This isn't about how poor little Mallory has had it so hard. I'm not falling apart or anything." He stroked a hand down her back. "Of course you're not. You're just holding the steering wheel up with your head for a minute, that's all. ↗

— Jill Shalvis

#poignant #funny

There is, after all, no pleasure like that given by a woman who really wants to see you. ↗

— Anthony Powell

#insightful #poignant #humor

She kept swimming out into life because she hadn't yet found a rock to stand on. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#dreams

Later in life, I learnt that many things one may require have to be weighed against one's dignity, which can be an insuperable barrier against advancement in almost any direction. However, in those days, choice between dignity and unsatisfied curiosity was less clear to me as a cruel decision that had to be made. ↗

— Anthony Powell

#insightful #poignant #life

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods; time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath--a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind--not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. ↗

— Emily Bronte

#resonant #change

She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#poignant #business