#ring

If you would have a boy to despise his mother, let her keep him at home, and spend her life in petting him up, and slaving to indulge his follies and caprices. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#contempt #mother #over-indulgence #upbringing #home

there is a fine line between sarcasm and hostility, you seemed to have crossed it. What's up? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #humor

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs. ↗

— Jim Morrison

#being #black #born #during #happened

So the nymphs they spoke, we kissed and laid. By noontime’s hour our love was made. Like braided chains of crocus stems, we lay entwined, I laid with them. Our breath, one glassy, tideless sea, our bodies draping wearily, we slept, I slept so lucidly, with hopes to stay this memory. ↗

— Roman Payne

#love #nymphs #poetry #sleep #spring

Corrival looked around. 'So is this it? Is everyone here? Erskine, maybe you should start the ball rolling. I have places to go and things to do.' 'Me?' Ravel asked. 'Why do I have to start it? You're the most respected mage here. You start it, or Skulduggery.' Skulduggery shook his head. 'I can't start it. I don't like most of these people. I might start shooting. ↗

— Derek Landy

#gathering #grudges #humor #humorous #mages

It's called loitering, which is like littering with human beings as the trash. ↗

— Neal Shusterman

#litter #loitering #trash #humor

In one scene, when I was supposed to say, "In a pig's eye you are," what came out was, "In a pig's ass you are." Old habits die awfully hard. ↗

— Ava Gardner

#humor #improvising #night-of-the-iguana #swearing #humor

He was not going to be dragged into other people´s business. He was going to plunge in headfirst. ↗

— Kate Ross

#business

There would be no more offerings. Not this day. Not any day. Humankind had suffered enough for its love of gods, its long search for God. He thought of the many centuries in which his people, the Jews, had negotiated with God, complaining, bickering, decrying the unfairness of things but always - always - returning to obedience at whatever the cost. Generations dying in the ovens of hatred. Future generations scarred by the cold fires of radiation and renewed hatred. ↗

— Dan Simmons

#hatred #obedience #religion #searching #suffering

In the end, even the “yes” to love is a source of suffering, because love always requires expropriations of my “I”, in which I allow myself to be pruned and wounded. Love simply cannot exist without this painful renunciation of myself, for otherwise it becomes pure selfishness and thereby ceases to be love. ↗

— Pope Benedict XVI

#selfishness #suffering #love