#sob

Sleep now a little while Till within our dreams we wake Unfolding our Forever If only for Never’s sake And take me to your ever after Let’s hide behind our eyes Together pour through that door Where autumn never dies And I’ll sift my sands to your side Before we slip away Before we’re little more than silt Beneath the rocking waves And side by side we’ll fight the tide That sweeps in to take us down And hand in hand we’ll both withstand Even as we drown. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#isobel #lullaby #dreams

I became convinced that noncooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good. ↗

— Martin Luther King Jr.

#education #evil #good #humane #morality

Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#freedom #liberty #obedience #protest #slave

A sob caught in my chest. I didn't even know what a gray was, other than a drab color. All I knew was that I was hungry all the time. And I knew, deep down, that it wasn't just for food. ↗

— Michelle Rowen

#gray #sad #sob #food

If you're not going to use your free speech to criticize your own government, then what the hell is the point of having it? ↗

— Michel Templet

#freedom-of-speech #politics #freedom

They call me, The Sharkalator ↗

— James Patterson

#funny #gazzy #maximum-ride #name-calling #nicknames

You are evidence of your mother's strength, especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless she has always maintained her sanity. ↗

— Criss Jami

#cute #difficulties #disobedience #evidence #funny

So." [Isobel] cleared her throat. "What are we doing?" "We," [Varen] said at last, "are doing a project on Poe." "Didn't he marry his cousin or something?" "The man is a literary god and that's all you have to say? ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#isobel #nevermore #varen #humor

You know how hard it is to feel like an extreme falcon-headed combat machine when somebody calls you "chicken man"? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor #names #sobriquet #humor

Isobel’s face burned. Her skin tingled where he’d touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn’t be sure if she was imagining. Like the tips of her fingers had somehow fallen asleep. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#nevermore #varen-nethers #imagination