#raves

A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort. ↗

— Sydney Smith

#day #deal #effort #every #every day

The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring. ↗

— Bayard Taylor

#daring #loving #most #tender

Uneasy lies the head that craves the crown. ↗

— Howard Koch

#crown #head #lies #uneasy

He who is satisfied has never truly craved, and he who craves for the light of God neglects his ease for ardor. ↗

— Abraham Joshua Heschel

#craved #craves #ease #god #his

While we ourselves are the living graves of murdered animals, how can we expect any ideal living conditions on this earth? ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#conditions #earth #expect #graves #how

And now it [grass] seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves, Tenderly will I use you curling grass, It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, It may be you from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their mother's laps, And here you are the mothers' laps." - Song of Myself: 6 ↗

— Walt Whitman

#grass #graves #love-of-nature #nature #respect

You arrogant...” thrust through the stomach of a snapping zombie, twisting and using all my strength to cleave him in half “... over published...” wasn't going to work, it clawed at the blade, and my God, these things were tough, “...showy old bat...” Crack! There went my head into the wall. If I didn't have a split skull, I'd be amazed. “What are you waiting for? Aren't you the king of all bogeymen? The legend children fear will devour them if they don't behave?” “Come on, Vlad, live up to your reputation! If you can't burn to death one Egyptian vampire chained to a wall, how did you ever drive the Turks from Romania?” “You did it!” “Of course, I'm Vlad Tepesh, what did you expect? ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat #kitten #night-huntress #vlad #vlad-tepesh

As they prepared themselves to go ashore no one doubted in theory that at least a certain percentage of them would remain on the island dead, once they set foot on it. But no one expected to be one of these. Still it was an awesome thought and as the first contingents came struggling up on deck in full gear to form up, all eyes instinctively sought out immediately this island where they were to be put, and left, and which might possibly turn out to be a friend's grave. ↗

— James Jones

#death #disembarkation #friends #graves #guadalcanal

He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#death #death-angel #footprints #gravestone #death

I have seen him set fire to his wigwam and smooth over the graves of his fathers... clap his hand in silence over his mouth, and take the last look over his fair hunting ground, and turn his face in sadness to the setting sun. ↗

— George Catlin

#face #fair #fathers #fire #graves