#stop

I swing my arms to loosen myself up. Place my fists on my hips. then drop them to my sides. Saliva's filling my mouth at a ridiculous rate and i feel vomit at the back of my throat. I swallow hard and open my lips so I can get the stupid line out and go hide in the woods and-that's when i start crying. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#dystopia-fiction #paintings #teen-fiction #teen

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. ↗

— W.H. Auden

#love

Yo, yo, yo, check it out," said PJ, with enough hand gestures that any deaf person watching would have thought he had ASL Tourette's syndrome ↗

— Christopher Moore

#you-suck #love

People can love their lies, tell their lies, believe their own lies until hell pays a visit. ↗

— Carol Plum-Ucci

#love

I just kept on doing what everyone starts out doing. The real question is, why did other people stop? ↗

— William Stafford

#doing #everyone #i #just #kept

[Abby to Tommy and Jody who are hugging] So I'm like, "Cold-faced killers on the clock, bitches, we don't have time for your bonery right now." --The Chronicles of Abby Normal ↗

— Christopher Moore

#christopher-moore #love

Hear, hear.' Sister Martha hoisted her water glass. 'Let the rigid stick of self-righteousness be dislodged from her very uptight ass.' Father Ramon coughed. 'A-fucking-men,' Loup supplied helpfully. ↗

— Jacqueline Carey

#convent #dystopian #orphanage #toast #men

We really have to get going," Sam said. "Can we leave the car here and pick it up later?" The monk said, "Does a dog have a Buddha nature?" Does a fish have a watertight asshole?" said Coyote. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#coyote-blue #dumb-questions #nature

No religion is perfect, not after man gets through with it. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#religion #religion

Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#playwrighting #theater #tom-stoppard #writing #respect