#ran

Part of their problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defender's ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing like a Roman would, whacking campers with the flat of his blade, and generally causing mass panic. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #percy-jackson #son-of-neptune #style

In the space between chaos and shape there was another chance. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#chaos #space #transition #chance

I don't want it to be attributed to a loss of control on my part. When I throw you out of the window, I want there to be no doubt the act was deliberate. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#kate #acting

He went farther into the shadows to exchange his pants for the leather breeches. Too bad. When he emerged again, he looked pretty good even though it wasn’t his style. And he was lucky there were no tights, after all. He tilted his head. “You like it.” “Shut up.” I blushed. I hated vampire extrasensory perception. It wasn’t fair that he could hear my heartbeat or smell my skin or what ever. “Girls are so weird.” Kieran snorted. “No kidding.” “Please, you two were fighting ten minutes ago, and now you’re the best of friends?” I said witheringly. “Guys are weird. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#lucy #nicholas #love

Charlotte, darling, Henry said to his wife, who was staring at im in gape-mouthed horror. Jassamine, beside her, was wided eyed. Sorry im late. You know, i think i might nearly have the sensor working- Will interrupted. Henry, he said, your on fire. You do know that, don't you? Oh, yes, Henry said eagerly. The flames were now nearly to his shoulder. I've been working like a man possessed all day. Charlotte, did you hear what i said about the sensor? Charlotte dropped her hand from her mouth. Henry! She shrieked. Your arm! Henry glanced down at his arm, and his mouth dropped open. Bloody hell! ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#henry-branwell #humor #will-herondale #humor

Any sign of them yet? he asked. Will looked at him. 'Yes', he said. 'A party of fifty Scotti came though just twenty minutes ago'. Really? Horace looked startled. He wasn't fully awake yet. Will rolled his eyes to heaven. 'Oh, my word, yes', he said. 'They were riding on oxen and playing bagpipes and drums. Of course not,' he went on. 'If they had come past, I would have woken you-if only to stop your snoring'. I don't snore', Horace said, with dignity. Will raised his eyebrows. 'Is that so?' he said. 'Then in that case, you'd better chase out that colony of walruses who are in the tent with you...of course you snore. ↗

— John Flanagan

#dignity

The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#intemperance #violence #violence

I often think that men don't understand what is noble and what is ignorant, though they always talk about it. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#men #noble #men

No matter how big the lie; repeat it often enough and the masses will regard it as the truth. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#hype #ignorance #indoctrination #influence #power

The only good is knowledge and the only evil is ignorance. ↗

— Socrates

#ignorance