#si

I agree to this Constitution with all its faults, if they are such: because I think a General Government necessary for us, and there is no Form of Government but what may be a Blessing to the People if well-administred; and I believe farther that this is likely to be well administred for a Course of Years and can only end in Despotism as other Forms have done before it, when the People shall become so corrupted as to need Despotic Government, being incapable of any other. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#blessings

Wilf: God bless the cactuses! The Doctor: That's cactI. Alien: And that's racist! ↗

— Russell T. Davies

#the-end-of-time #blessings

We may be surprised at the people we find in heaven. God has a soft spot for sinners. His standards are quite low. ↗

— Desmond Tutu

#god #heaven #his #low #may

Oppression tries to defend itself by its utility. ↗

— Simone de Beauvoir

#oppression

Wenna followed us out. "You've done him some good, Clary, I have to say! He's got color in his cheeks, and he's stepping along as if he was sixty again," she told Goodwin as she walked us to the gate. "You'll come back?" "Of course," Goodwin said. "But thank Cooper for his improved spirits. Once he'd insulted her a few times, he was in the pink. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#elderly #grumpy-old-man #visit #improvement

It doesn't hurt." "But my eyes do," said a coolly amused voice from the doorway. Jace. He had come in so quietly that even Simon hadn't heard him; closing the door behind him, he grinned as Isabelle pulled Simon's shirt down. "Molesting the vampire while he's too weak to fight back, Iz?" he asked. "I'm pretty sure that violates at least one of the Accords." "I'm just showing him where he got stabbed," Isabelle protested, but she scooted back to her chair with a certain amount of haste. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #quip #simon-lewis #weakness

All the girls in the world were divided into two classes: one class included all the girls in the world except her, and they had all the usual human feelings and were very ordinary girls; while the other class -herself alone- had no weaknesses and was superior to all humanity. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#weakness

Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die. ↗

— John Green

#depressing #peter-van-houten #sad #the-fault-in-our-stars #weakness

Speak only if it improves upon the silence. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#improvement

His chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#improvement