#rot

There is no telling what a human character is. Until the test comes. To most of us the test comes early in life. A man is confronted quite soon with the necessity to stand on his own feet, to face dangers and difficulties and to take his own line of dealing with them. It may be the straight way, it may be the crooked way --- whichever it is, a man usually learns early just what he is made of. ↗

— Agatha Christie

#life

You are always a little bit wrong ↗

— Hank Green

#life #vlogbrothers #wrong #life

Jay advanced. For the second time in his life, he didn’t give a shit what anyone else said about his choice in a lover. He seized Lincoln by the waist and crushed his mouth to the other man’s. Lincoln spread his lips and grabbed hold of Jay. No hesitation. No delay. Everything faded but the strength of that kiss, the power, the depth, the drive of man against man. ↗

— Sloan Parker

#life

Why not upset the apple cart? If you don't, the apples will rot anyway. ↗

— Frank A. Clark

#apple #apples #cart #rot #upset

I sometimes get very protective of the people I play. ↗

— Sienna Miller

#i #people #play #protective #sometimes

I need to protect myself from myself. And my clone. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#protection #life

A grim expression came over Syah’s face. “The colt you speak of lost its mother during a storm. If this stallion was that colt, it is not just wild, it is insane. That horse will break your bones.” “And that will be a worthy end, a prince struck down by such a noble steed.” Fasime pushed himself off the support of the fence, but Oman grabbed his arm. “It’s not worth it, Brother.” “I can tame him.” “What will we tell Mother and Father if he kills you?” Oman questioned. “Tell them I gave my life with pride. Do not punish him if he kills me. Release him back into the wild, and my spirit will ride him into the mist. ↗

— D. M. Raver

#brotherhood #epic-fantasy #fantasy #horse-training #life

Above all, staring at my old bedroom ceiling, I feel safe. Cocooned from the world; wrapped up in cotton wool. No one can get me here. No one even knows I'm here. I won't get any nasty letters and I won't get any nasty phone calls and I won't get any nasty visitors. It's like a sanctuary. I feel as if I'm fifteen again, with nothing to worry about but my Homework. (And I haven't even got any of that.) ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#life #nostalgia #parent-love-and-protection #parents #life

Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs and honor those they have slain. The Brothers Karamazov Book VI - The Russian Monk, Chapter 3 - Conversations and Exhortations of Father Zosima. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#martyrs #prophets #religion #religious-institutions #the-brothers-karamazov

Then you would hold me up, wouldn't you." He traced over her features with his fingertips. And as he did, for some strange reason, he felt the arms of infinity wrapping around them both, holding them close... linking them forever. Yes, he mouthed. I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#love #love