#the

Why do we love the idea that people might be secretly working together to control and organise the world? Because we don't like to face the fact that our world runs on a combination of chaos, incompetence and confusion. ↗

— Jonathan Cainer

#theories #love

Peace and Love, get high and fly with the dove. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#love

Want to know the biggest lie ever written? 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. ↗

— Bart Yates

#brothers-bishop #nathan-bishop #love

O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes; Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching Earth; Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs. She hath no questions, she hath no replies. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#christianity #death #earth #funeral #poem

I loved Granny Belmonte, but she didn't need a costume to look undead. ↗

— Bethany Frenette

#humor #undead #humor

Life cannot withstand death, but memory is gaining in its struggle against nothingness. ↗

— Tzvetan Todorov

#death

After Death, there is Reincarnation. ↗

— Jeremy Shory

#death

I can just barely tell when you're afraid because that is the only emotion I have been able to recognize. ↗

— S.K.N. Hammerstone

#angels #angels-and-demons #the-rift #death

My darling Lucy.” He panted against her ear, and then his teeth scraped her earlobe. “I love you,” he whispered. “Don’t ever leave me. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lucy #simondababe #the-serpent-prince #love

I slip off my flats and walk down the front porch steps, while Mother calls out for me to put my shoes back on, threatening ringworm, mosquito, encephalitis. The inevitability of death by no shoes. Death by no husband. ↗

— Kathryn Stockett

#death