#sting

By ignoring a lot of American culture you can write more interesting stories. Unfortunately, if you were writing about America as it is, you'd be writing about a lot of people sitting in front of television sets. ↗

— Richard Russo

#america #american #american culture #culture #front

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough. ↗

— Don Marquis

#anyone #enough #get #interesting #live

When boasting ends, there dignity begins. ↗

— Owen D. Young

#boasting #dignity #ends

So this is it ⎯ what cost me all that time. A man who turned out to be old, a house that turned out to be empty. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#death #getting-old #getting-older #wasting-time #age

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#boasting #killing #rage #threats #warning

...with white dawns and glaring moons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. ↗

— Natalie Babbitt

#tuck-everlasting #beauty

People wait around too long for love. I'm happy with all of my lusts! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#inspirational-attitude #inspirational-life #inspirational-quotes #inspiring #life

But what doesn’t die is the love we give to others. There is no end to that. ↗

— Gloria Whelan

#lasting #love #courage

Do you think I should be paying my addresses to Mrs. Martin, my dear Miss Fitzhugh?” he whispered. “Martin doesn’t look the sort to have enough stamina to service two women. And goodness knows you could probably exhaust Casanova himself.” Again this insinuation that she must be a sufferer of nymphomania. Behind her fan, she put her lips very close to his ear. “You’ve no idea, my Lord Hastings, the heated yearnings that singe me at night, when I cannot have a man. My skin burns to be touched, my lips kissed, and my entire body passionately fondled.” Hastings was mute, for once. He stared at her with something halfway between amusement and arousal. She snapped shut her fan and rapped his fingers as hard as she could, watching with great satisfaction as he choked back a yelp of pain. “By anyone but you,” she said, and turned on her heels. ↗

— Sherry Thomas

#hastings #helena #sherry-thomas #beauty

Judgment is not my business. Existing is my business. ↗

— Twyla Tharp

#existing #judgment