#san

Don't worry. You're just as sane as I am. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#worry

The only real radicalism in our time will come as it always has—from people who insist on thinking for themselves and who reject party-mindedness. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#independence #partisanship #politics #radicalism #iraq

No one blames her." "That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#blame #cassandra-clare #city-of-lost-souls #guilt #the-mortal-instruments

First sign of madness, talking to your own head. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#madness #talking

The worst thing to call somebody is crazy. It's dismissive. "I don't understand this person. So they're crazy." That's bullshit. These people are not crazy. They strong people. Maybe their environment is a little sick. ↗

— Dave Chappelle

#insanity #environment

I could never find two people who are perfectly equal: one will always be more valuable than the other. And many people, as a matter of fact, simply have no value. ↗

— Pentti Linkola

#misanthropy #overpopulation #equality

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph. ↗

— Shirley Temple

#asked #autograph #believing #claus #department

Belize: Hell or heaven? [Roy indicates "Heaven" through a glance] Belize: Like San Francisco. Roy Cohn: A city. Good. I was worried... it'd be a garden. I hate that shit. Belize: Mmmm. Big city. Overgrown with weeds, but flowering weeds. On every corner a wrecking crew and something new and crooked going up catty corner to that. Windows missing in every edifice like broken teeth, fierce gusts of gritty wind, and a gray high sky full of ravens. Roy Cohn: Isaiah. Belize: Prophet birds, Roy. Piles of trash, but lapidary like rubies and obsidian, and diamond-colored cowspit streamers in the wind. And voting booths. Roy Cohn: And a dragon atop a golden horde. Belize: And everyone in Balencia gowns with red corsages, and big dance palaces full of music and lights and racial impurity and gender confusion. And all the deities are creole, mulatto, brown as the mouths of rivers. Race, taste and history finally overcome. And you ain't there. Roy Cohn: And Heaven? Belize: That was Heaven, Roy. ↗

— Tony Kushner

#drama #heaven #san-francisco #music

Fate is never fair. You are caught in a current much stronger than you are; struggle against it and you'll drown not just yourself but those who try to save you. Swim with it. and you'll survive ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#fate #valentine #survival

As the carriage whipped forward, they passed the alley she had spent so many days staring at—it was there, and then gone as they careened around a corner, nearly knocking over a costermonger pushing a donkey cart piled high with new potatoes. Tessa screamed. Will reached past her and yanked the curtain shut. "It's better if you don't look," he told her pleasantly. "He's going to kill someone. Or get us killed." "No, he won't. Thomas is an excellent driver." Tessa glared at him. "Clearly the word excellent means something else on this side of the Atlantic. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #tessa-gray #the-infernal-devices #will-herondale #excellence