#spare

A masculine education cannot spare from professional study and the necessary acquisition of languages, the time and attention which I have bestowed on the compositions of my countrymen. ↗

— Anne Seward

#attention #bestowed #cannot #compositions #countrymen

But what I hope for from a book - either one that I write or one that I read - is transparency. I want the story to shine through. I don't want to think of the writer. ↗

— Anne Tyler

#either #hope #i #i write #read

People everywhere enjoy believing things that they know are not true. It spares them the ordeal of thinking for themselves and taking responsibility for what they know. ↗

— Brooks Atkinson

#enjoy #everywhere #know #ordeal #people

...You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed... ↗

— John Geddes

#bruise #hands #shiny #skin #transparent

The tide will turn, Miss Willow." A smile lurked around his mouth, but no, that was not possible, that the earl of Tiern-Cope should smile, and at her. "It hasn't yet." "You may find the sea casts you onto the shores of paradise." His voice was low and soft, and Olivia felt her heart stir at the sound. "Or through the very gates of hell." "So it might." She gave herself a mental shake. Lord Tiern-Cope could not possibly be flirting with her. Impossible. "But that won't stop me from embracing this moment in all its beautiful perfection." "With but one flaw, Miss Willow." "Whatever could that be?" "Don't even try to tell me I don't spoil the present perfection of your moment." The corner of his lip twitched and then gave up. He smiled, and she, perverse creature that she was, felt like she'd been tossed off a cliff with him standing at the bottom to catch her. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#olivia #sebastian #the-spare #beauty

Eyes so transparent that through them the soul is seen. ↗

— Theophile Gautier

#seen #soul #them #through #transparent

Courage is being the only only one who knows how terrified you are. ↗

— Tom Clancy

#testimony #transparency #courage

The valet blanched at the thought of four hours in a carriage. "I've sent for Dr. Fansher." As if that would shorten their errand. He gave McNaught an even look. "I never told you not to." McNaught lifted the curtain and peered out the window, letting in the pale light of dawn. He settled back on the seat. "At least there's decent inns in Carlisle." Frowning, he said, "I wish you'd told me, my Lord. I'd have packed a change of clothes." "We're not staying the night." "But we'll be the entire day on the road. Dr. Fansher would never approve of this." "With Andrew's horses, I expect we'll make good time." McNaught shook his head. "Worse than a cat after a mouse when you've got an idea in your head, you are." "My one virtue." "Small consolation when both man and mouse are dead." "So long as you bury us both at sea, I don't give a damn. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#mcnaught #sebastian #the-spare #change

I show my scars so that others know they can heal. ↗

— Rhachelle Nicol'

#healing #hope #scars #transparency #faith

Trust is like a two-way mirror, transparent on one side, with a blind dimness unable to see through on the other side. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#blind #confidence #conviction #dependence #dimness