#t

I can be quite sarcastic when I'm in the mood. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#sarcasm #sarcastic #sarcasm

What are you doing here?" she asked as she slowed from a jog to a walk and placed her hands on her hips. It would take her a few minutes to get her breathing back to normal. Longer if he kept smiling at her like that. He shrugged. "I couldn't sleep. What about you?" She opted for the obvious and filled her voice with as much sarcasm as she could. "I live here, actually ↗

— Kimberly Derting

#violet #sarcasm

The mage pulled my knife out of his side and looked at it. “Nice knife.” The voice was deep but female. I threw my second knife. The blade bit into the mage’s chest. Shit. Missed the neck. “Here, have another one. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#fight #kate #sarcasm #sarcasm

Revolution was the great nightmare of eighteenth-century British society, and when first the American Revolution of 1776, then the French Revolution of 1789 overturned the accepted order, the United Kingdom exercised all its power so that revolution would not damage its own hardwon security and growing prosperity. Eighteenth-century writing is full of pride in England as the land of liberty (far ahead of France, the great rival, in political maturity), and saw a corresponding growth in national self-confidence accompanying the expansion of empire. ↗

— Ronald Carter

#literary-criticism

Excuse me if I feel skeptical,' I said. 'Coach's foot fell off. How exactly do you propose to cure that? Superglue? ↗

— Carrie Harris

#zombies #skepticism

She hugs me. It's tentative at first, a little scared, and yes, a little repulsed, but then she melts into it. She rests her head against my cold neck and embraces me. Unable to believer what's happening, I put my arm around her and just hold her. I almost swear I can feel my heart thumping. But it must just be hers, pressed tightly against my chest. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#warm-bodies #zombies #zombies

Mother Fuckers. They're going to feel pretty stupid when they find out. They're fucking with the wrong people. ↗

— Robert Kirkman

#confrontation #payback #survival #walking-dead #zombies

I like to borrow a metaphor from the great poet and mystic Rumi who talks about living like a drawing compass. One leg of the compass is static. It is fixed and rooted in a certain spot. Meanwhile, the other leg draws a huge wide circle around the first one, constantly moving. Just like that, one part of my writing is based in Istanbul. It has strong local roots. Yet at the same time the other part travels the whole wide world, feeling connected to several cities, cultures, and peoples. ↗

— Elif Shafak

#rumi #mysticism

You don't really know either of us," Cam said, standing and stepping away, "but you're prepared to choose right now, huh? ↗

— Lauren Kate

#fallen #lauren-kate #luce #kate

You're still here," he whispered. "They couldn't drag me away. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#kate