#rows

The bristling eyebrows shot up in mock surprise. Mesmerized, the boy watched them disappear under the hanging thatch of white hair. There, almost coyly, they remained just out of sight for a moment, before suddenly descending with a terrible finality and weight. ↗

— Jonathan Stroud

#humor #wit #humor

My happiness grows in direct proportion to my acceptance, and in inverse proportion to my expectations. ↗

— Michael J. Fox

#direct #direct proportion #expectations #grows #happiness

It would be nice if life worked this way, stripping the dirt from our lives and sending us back out into the world clean. But some dirt is destined to lingered. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#inspiration #life #problems #sorrows #struggles

If you wish to upset the law that all crows are black, you mustn't seek to show that no crows are; it is enough if you prove one single crow to be white. ↗

— William James

#life #life

But the worst of all is, according to the old phrase, while the grass grows, the horse starves, but the man of money is the man for Nova Scotia. Those may do extremely well. ↗

— Nathaniel Smith

#extremely #grass #grows #horse #man

With good reason, love's messengers, Eros and Kama, are armed with bows and long-distance arrows. No being, god or mortal, can choose love. Love comes despite ourselves; and then, if we have not already done so, we have the task of becoming our selves so we may welcome love. ↗

— Diane Wolkstein

#becoming #bows #choice #eros #kama

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy. ↗

— George Jean Nathan

#company #deepest #drowsy #electrified #feel

Can you pull this heart-shaped arrow out of my ass? A damn little kid with wings shot me.... ↗

— Alice

#cupid #love #love

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#a-song-of-ice-and-fire #history #nature

...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field... ↗

— John Geddes

#field #furrow-lines #grid #nature #orange-abacus