#rose

The other problem in my life is Dimitri. He's the one who killed Natalie, and he's a total badass. He's also pretty good-looking. Okay—more than good-looking. He's hot—like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #life

One may live without bread, not without roses. ↗

— Jean Richepin

#live #may #roses #without

...and motioned me toward a spot next to a middle-aged Moroi in a very formal and very designer black suit. The suit screamed, I'm sorry the queen is dead, and I'm going to look fashionable while showing my grief ↗

— Richelle Mead

#age

In a spornographic age it’s no longer enough for the male body to be presented to us by consumerism as merely attractive, or desiring to be desired, as it was in the early days of nakedly narcissistic male metrosexuality. This masculine coquettish-ness, pleasing as it is, no longer offers an intense enough image. Or provokes enough lust. It’s just not very shocking or arousing any more. In fact, it’s just too… normal. To get our attention these days the sporting male body has to promise us nothing less than an immaculately groomed, waxed and pumped gang-bang in the showers. ↗

— Mark Simpson

#metrosexual #sporno #sport #age

Sometimes milestones are not measured by the accomplishments of society, but by those of integrity. ↗

— Tamara Rose Blodgett

#death-series #self-realization #tamara-rose-blodgett #unrequited-death #age

Why the hell would I bring you?" she exclaimed. All her anger turned at his presumption. It was a sign of her agitation that she'd sworn. "Because," he said, face calm, "I can teach you how to stake a Strigoi." "THE HELL YOU CAN," I said aloud to no one. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#lissa #rose-in-lissa-s-mind #anger

Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn. ↗

— Martin Amis

#down #grow #lamb #lie #lion

You will lose what you value most... It hadn't been me that Rhonda was talking about. It hadn't even been Dimitri's life. What you value most. It had been his soul. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #life

The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. ↗

— William Blake

#secrets #william-blake #art

I'm lucky enough to be able to make films and so I don't need a psychiatrist. I can sort out my fears and all those things with my work. That's an enormous privilege. That's the privilege of all artists, to be able to sort out their unhappiness and their neuroses in order to create something. ↗

— Michael Haneke

#artists #create #enormous #enough #fears