#rid

Humility is nothing but truth, and pride is nothing but lying. ↗

— St. Vincent de Paul

#lies #pride #truth #humility

I will only add, God bless you. ↗

— Jane Austen

#blessings #darcy #jane-austen #mr-darcy #prejudice

He was a commander in the Russian army at a time when the Russians were our enemies and still part of the Soviet Union . This wasn't very long ago, Alex.The collapse of communism. It was only in 1989 that the Berlin Wall came down." She stopped. "I suppose none of this means very much to you." "Well, it wouldn't," Alex said. "I was only two years old. ↗

— Anthony Horowitz

#berlin-wall #communism #soviet-union #communism

It's okay, Ig." said Fang. "Just give it your best shot." Sometimes the Fangster is incredibly supportive, just not with me. ↗

— James Patterson

#fang #iggy #lol #maximum-ride #experience

I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.' 'Rest then', her mother cautioned. 'Terrible things can happen when you're overtired. I was overtired the night your father proposed. ↗

— William Goldman

#irony #repartee #the-princess-bride #tired #tiredness

It takes me a while to figure things out, doesn't it?" Edilio grinned. "Do me a favor. When you find Astrid, repeat that to her, word for word, the part about how it takes you a while. Then remember her exact reaction and tell me. ↗

— Michael Grant

#edilio-escobar #fear #michael-grant #sam-temple #sam

Your arrogance doesn't cheapen me. ↗

— Toba Beta

#cheapen #pride #secret #arrogance

The Three Kinds of Pride are: (1) thinking I am better than the other(s); (2) thinking I am worse than the other(s); and (3) thinking I am just as good as the other(s). ↗

— Thích Nhất Hạnh

#pride #buddhism

What happened?" he demanded. "I heard an explosion!" "Yeah.That was me. I set the boat alight." "What?" "I set fire to the boat." "But we're on the boat!" "I know. ↗

— Anthony Horowitz

#alex-rider #sarcasm #sarcasm

Amor. Amor. Amor, gostava de dizer esta palavra até gastá-la ainda mais. Amor, gostava de dizer esta palavra até perder ainda mais o seu sentido. Amor. Amor. Amor, até ser uma palavra que não significa nem sequer uma ilusão, uma mentira. Amor, amor, amor, nem sequer uma mentira, nem sequer um sentimento vago e incompreensível. Amor amor amor, até ser nem sequer uma palavra banal, nem sequer a palavra mais vulgar, nem sequer uma palavra. Amoramoramor, até ao momento em que alguém diz amor e ninguém vira a cabeça para ouvir, alguém diz amor e ninguém ouve, alguém diz amor e não disse nada. Sozinho, diante da campa. O amor é a solidão. ↗

— José Luís Peixoto

#amor