#shadow

She threw one leg over his and straddled his lap, then reached under herself and found him again. He tore his mouth from hers. “Wait.” “No.” She looked him frankly in the eyes. “I don’t care if you spill at once. I need you inside me now.” His beautiful eyes widened and then narrowed. “You’ll not always hold the reins, my lady.” She smiled sweetly. “Naturally not, but I do now. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#isabel #thief-of-shadows #winter #beauty

MINISTER: All he has done is to find some means of bewitching the intelligence. He has only induced a radical suspension of disbelief. As in the early days of the cinema, all the citizens are jumping through the screen to lay their hands on the naked lady in the bathtub! AMBASSADOR: And yet, in fact, their fingers touch flesh. MINISTER: They believe they do. Yet all they touch is substantial shadow. AMBASSADOR: And what a beautiful definition of flesh! You know I am only substantial shadow, Minister, but if you cut me, I bleed. Touch me, I palpitate! ↗

— Angela Carter

#desire #flesh #shadow #beauty

You don't find light by avoiding the darkness. ↗

— S. Kelley Harrell

#life #light #shadow #life

I'm not courting death; I've far too many books left to read. ↗

— Alison Sinclair

#death #life #shadowborn #death

You let their friendship continue because Maisie looks after your son while you're gallivanting around the country disguised as Sherlock Holmes" - Uncle Paton Yewbeam ↗

— Jenny Nimmo

#shadow #the-children-of-the-red-king #friendship

There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition. ↗

— Rod Serling

#beyond #dimension #fifth #ground #infinity

Mundane humans create distinctions between themselves, distinctions that seem ridiculous to any Shadowhunter. Their distinctions are based on race, religion, national identity, any of a dozen minor and irrelevant markers. ~ Valentine ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#discrimnation #humans #identity #life #mundane

Everything is so fragile. There's so much conflict, so much pain...you keep waiting for the dust to settle and then you realize this is it; the dust is your life going on. If happy comes along--that weird, unbearable delight that's actual happy--I think you have to grab it while you can. You take what you can get, 'cause it's here, and then...gone. ↗

— Joss Whedon

#joss-whedon #shadowcat #life

… because I sometimes have moments of such despair, such despair … Because in those moments I start to think that I will never be capable of beginning to live a real life; because I have already begun to think that I have lost all sense of proportion, all sense of the real and the actual; because, what is more, I have cursed myself; because my nights of fantasy are followed by hideous moments of sobering! And all the time one hears the human crowd swirling and thundering around one in the whirlwind of life, one hears, one sees how people live—that they live in reality, that for them life is not something forbidden, that their lives are not scattered for the winds like dreams or visions but are forever in the process of renewal, forever young, and that no two moments in them are ever the same; while how dreary and monotonous to the point of being vulgar is timorous fantasy, the slave of shadow, of the idea, the slave of the first cloud that covers the sun... ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#fantasy #reality #shadow #time #dreams

A shadow is hard to seize by the throat and dash to the ground. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#life #phantom #shadow #struggle #life