#shadow

In the domain of cops and robbers, an interdiction serves to structure a black market and a shadow economy. ↗

— William Irwin Thompson

#cops #domain #economy #market #robbers

The sound of the mandolin is a very curious sound because it's cheerful and melancholy at the same time, and I think it comes from that shadow string, the double strings. ↗

— Rita Dove

#cheerful #comes #curious #double #i

Mac reflected on the Unseelie King and his concubine: He’d loved her for all time After he’d believed she was gone Sunshine to his ice. Frost to her fever. I wished them forever. You, too, beautiful girl. The Unseelie King was gone. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#beauty

Not the torturer will scare me, nor the body's final fall, nor the barrels of death's rifles, nor the shadows on the wall, nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain, is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless, unfeeling world. ↗

— Roger Waters

#blind #body #death #dim #fall

The web of influence which News Corporation spun in Britain, which effectively bent politicians, police and many others in public life to its will, amounted to a shadow state. ↗

— Thomas Watson, Jr.

#bent #britain #corporation #effectively #influence

Find beauty not only in the thing itself but in the pattern of the shadows, the light and dark which that thing provides. ↗

— Junichiro Tanizaki

#dark #find #itself #light #only

The crucial thing is to arouse the awareness that as a matter of human conscience we can never permit the people of any country to fall victim to nuclear weapons, and for each individual to express their refusal to continue living in the shadow of the threat they pose. ↗

— Daisaku Ikeda

#arouse #awareness #conscience #continue #country

Like many faeries she knew, he was sculpture-perfect, but instead of being wrought of shadows like those in her court, this faery had a tangled feel to him. Shadow and radiance. He didn‘t look much older than her, until she saw the arrogance in his posture. Then, he reminded her of Irial, of Bananach, of Keenan, of the faeries who walked through courts and crowds confident that they could slaughter everyone in the room. Like chaos in a glass cage. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#faery #radiant-shadows #love

In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#full #joys #often #only #our

I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods. ↗

— Wendell Berry

#am #any #bound #climbed #day