#ran

Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think. ↗

— Thomas A. Edison

#willful-ignorance #die

It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#romance #emotion

Yes, I have a driver's license." I leaned back against the wall, sighing. "Man, that must be so cool." "It ranks right up there with lockers. In fact, sometimes I put my license inside my locker, and it's so cool I worry that the whole thing might explode with the sheer coolness of it all. ↗

— Kiersten White

#lend #paranormalcy #right

Grappling with fate is like meeting an expert wrestler: to escape, you have to accept the fall when you are thrown. The only thing that counts is whether you get back up. ↗

— Deng Ming-Dao

#fate #perseverance #taoism #wrestling #harmony

Nothing can dim the light which shines from within. ↗

— Maya Angelou

#self-assurance #strength

Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#loss #posessions #transience #nothing

All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#perseverance #nothing

You don't cause problems. You cause catastrophes. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#problems

After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central Europe-" "Okay, that was so not my fault-" "-which wiped out two-thirds of the human population." "I'd like to remind you that you don't like humans." "They smell bad when they're dead." "All you mortal types do. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#fallen-angel #fiction #paranormal-romance #romance #vampires

At a normal high school, having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually pretty awesome. It means sitting in the sunshine, maybe reading some poetry, letting the breeze blow through your hair...At Hecate Hall, a.k.a. Juvie for Monsters, it meant I was getting thrown in the pond. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#ya-contemporary #ya-paranormal #awesome