#victor

The history of your world is filled with the voice of the victor, the voice of power, although it was not always a voice of sanity, by any means. ↗

— Barbara Marciniak

#power #sanity #victor #family

Victorian rigidities were such that ladies were not even allowed to blow out candles in mixed company, as that required them to pucker their lips suggestively. They could not say that they were going "to bed"--that planted too stimulating an image--but merely that they were "retiring." It became effectively impossible to discuss clothing in even a clinical sense without resort to euphemisms. Trousers became "nether integuments" or simply "inexpressibles" and underwear was "linen." Women could refer among themselves to petticoats or, in hushed tones, stockings, but could mention almost nothing else that brushed bare flesh. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#modesty #underwear #victorian-era #home

I’m not like her. I don’t steal people.” Mr. Tibbalt watched her, saying nothing. The silence made Victoria bristle. “Well, I don’t. ↗

— Claire Legrand

#similarities #victoria-wright #home

Victory is everything. You can spend the money but you can never spend the memories. ↗

— Ken Venturi

#memories #money #never #spend #victory

You know this is wrong." It isn't a question. When he turns, White is still wrapped snug in the counterpane, motionless, just his gaze pursuing the doctor about the room. "I am wrong to do this." The doctor says it as if instructing himself. White says nothing. With a sigh, Archer sits on the edge of the bed, smoothing White's curls back from his forehead. "Do you know what we did last night?" To admit it, to speak out loud, seems in itself a terrible affront. It might be his imagination, but the doctor fancies he sees a slight lowering of black lashes, the tiniest quirk of a shy smile. He says, wearily but not without affection, "No, I don't suppose you do. ↗

— John T. Fuller

#victorian #imagination

I should never make anything of a fisherman. I had not got sufficient imagination ↗

— Jerome K. Jerome

#humor #lies #victorian #imagination

Veni, Vidi, Vici. (I came, I saw, I conquered). ↗

— Julius Caesar

#leadership #success #victory #war #winning

We all struggle with something, and need help. Whatever it is that you can't conquer on your own, I encourage you to give it to the Lord; He can fix anything! Your struggle is no more because VICTORY has taken it's place!! Have a VICTORIOUS day! ↗

— Anita R. Sneed-Carter

#fix #life #lord #struggle #victorious

There I sat, in the wreckage of my apartment, in the wreckage of my life – no love, no prospects, a gnawing sense of existential futility along with the certainty that a better life was being lived by everyone else ↗

— William Lashner

#life

The night before I married you your father made me promise to always take care of you.” I laughed a little, easily able to picture my tall, burly father cornering the young knight I had fallen in love with. “To the best of my ability I have kept that promise.” I laid my hand on his chest to comfort the tension that rippled through his muscles. “You have, Lance,” I assured him. He took my hand in his and turned very serious. “No, I haven’t. I haven’t provided you with everything you need. ↗

— Derendrea

#erotic-fantasy #explicit-erotica #historical-erotica #victorian-erotica #love