#shift

I wanted to write about how people's beliefs shift. ↗

— Alexei Sayle

#beliefs #how #i #people #shift

We have to abandon the conceit that isolated personal actions are going to solve this crisis. Our policies have to shift. ↗

— Al Gore

#change #collaboration #community #policy #shift

Dreams are a wish your heart makes. Make them come true! ↗

— L.M. David

#vampire-romance #dreams

We sense that ‘normal’ isn’t coming back, that we are being born into a new normal: a new kind of society, a new relationship to the earth, a new experience of being human. ↗

— Charles Eisenstein

#new-normal #normality #paradigm-shift #paradigms #sacred-economics

Go forth and mutilate fish. ↗

— Janice Hardy

#humor #the-shifter #humor

Feeling Robyn grow still, Shay’s heart stopped for a microsecond. Dread cut through her like ice. She looked at the female and noticed her staring at Shay’s upper thigh. She swallowed hard, afraid of what the woman might be thinking of her now, of the symbol tattooed into her skin. Just under the denim, but poking out enough, was the brand she’d worn her whole life. The dark moon rising out of the clouds. The mark of the Onyx Pack ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter #wolf

A new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it. ↗

— Max Planck

#science #science

Life is the same. It would be the same thing if I were still working at Starbucks, having to deal with a manager, and a shift manager. This is a job. ↗

— Azealia Banks

#having #i #job #life #manager

There has been a shift to what may be defined as a culture of negativity which goes well beyond coverage of politics. ↗

— Alastair Campbell

#beyond #coverage #culture #defined #goes

She reached out, her fingers hesitant. The deer—Knox—tilted his head down, letting her touch his antlers. Her hand trembled slightly as she caressed the boney protrusion. The ivory tines were warmer than she thought they’d be, a living extension of the man inside. She petted his pelt next, charmed by the coarse fur and the feel of his muscles bunching and moving underneath. Sitting back, she winked up at him. "You probably get this a lot,but…nice rack.” The deer flashed back into a man who tackled her onto her pillows with a wolfy growl. “Always gotta be the smartass, don’t you? ↗

— Miranda Stowe

#erotic-romance #shapeshifter #dreams