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Typically, during recessionary times, particular groups suffer higher rates of unemployment -African Americans, and Latinos, and in some cases other minority groups. If you don't have a high level of training or education you're going to fall into that category. ↗

— Hilda Solis

#cases #category #during #education #fall

Sebastian looked alarmed at her stiffness, but Eric took it in and chuckled. "Riding astride would have been easier," he said. "You put twice the strain on yourself with that unnatural position." "Oh, I know," she replied with a grimace. "Every muscle told me about it this morning, and I actually DID have a hot soak before I went to bed." Sebastian looked blankly at the two of them for a moment, then blinked and looked relieved. "Oh, you're saddle sore! I'm sorry-- ↗

— Mercedes Lackey

#bella #eric #five-hundred-kingdoms #humor #mercedes-lackey

The beautiful is powerless but always exceeds what frames it, and what always frames it is discourse. ↗

— Jeremy Gilbert-Rolfe

#beauty #discourse #the-beautiful #beauty

The demands of Sex Privatization contradict the demands of the Beauty Ideal, causing the severe feminine neurosis about personal appearance. ↗

— Shulamith Firestone

#beauty

Oh mia patria sì bella e perduta! O membranza sì cara e fatal! [Oh, my country, so beautiful, so lost. Oh, memory, So dear, so doomed.] The Va’ Pensiero chorus of the Jews in exile from Giuseppe Verdi’s “Nabucco” Lyrics by Solera. ↗

— Solera Verdi

#nabucco #va-pensiero #beauty

The trouble is, when you gift a girl with flowers your choice can be construed so many different ways. A man might give you a rose because he feels you are beautiful, or because he fancies their shade or shape or softness similar to your lips. Roses are expensive, and perhaps he wishes to show through a valuable gift that you are valuable to him. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#interpretation #significance #the-ear-of-the-listener #beauty

- You look fine. - Right. I look fine. Except I don't, said Zora, tugging sadly at her man's nightshirt. This was why Kiki had dreaded having girls: she knew she wouldn't be able to protect them from self-disgust. ↗

— Zadie Smith

#mother #women #beauty

He even moved like an animal, fluid strength and surety. And all the devil ever wants in exchange, a small voice said warningly, is a soul. Oh, puh-lease, Chloe rebuked herself sternly. He's a man, nothing more. A big, beautiful, sometimes scary man, but that's all. Graceful as a stalking tiger, the big, beautiful, scary man dropped into a crouch on the ground before her, his dark eyes glinting in the shadowy night. They knelt mere inches apart. When he spoke, his words were painstakingly articulated, as if speaking was an immense effort. His words were carefully spaced, tight, coming in rushes, with pauses between. "I will give you. Every. Artifact I own. If you kiss. Me and ask no. Questions." "Huh?" Chloe gaped. "No questions," he hissed. He shook his head violently, as if trying to scatter something from it. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dageus #karen-marie-moning #the-dark-highlander #beauty

The best way in the world to advertise is to get somebody else to run around with the name of your product on their person or showing it around somewhere and not only that but they're paying for it. ↗

— Majel Barrett

#around #best #best way #else #get

Sometimes when the wind blows through the leaves, it sounds like your name. It’s like a sigh then. The most beautiful sound I ever heard. A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer – Gem-ma, Gem-ma – and then the leaves trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks. ↗

— Libba Bray

#beauty