#w

Your mother didn't raise you to be a child forever. ↗

— Tadahiko Nagao

#life

sleep is such a luxury, which i cant afford. ↗

— Robin Sikarwar

#night #sleep #sleeplessness #stress #work-load

If the problem can be solved why worry? If the problem cannot be solved worrying will do you no good. ↗

— Śāntideva

#problem #solve #stress #worry #stress

A novel rough draft is like bread dough; you need to beat the crap out of it for it to rise. ↗

— Chris Baty

#rough-drafts #simile #writing #stress

Never let stress shape your strategy. Most women think better after a brisk walk, a light meal, a massage and a nap. ↗

— Barbara Taylor Bradford

#women #stress

From where we stand the rain seems random. If we could stand somewhere else, we would see the order in it. ↗

— Tony Hillerman

#order #patterns #rain #randomness #weather

If you don't have a strategy, you're part of someone else's strategy. ↗

— Alvin Toffler

#strategy

I glanced at Derek. The boy wonder didn't melt into a pile of goo, although his gaze was glued to Rowena's chest. Avoiding eye contact. Good strategy. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#derek #fantasy #good-strategy #ilona-andrews #magic-bites

She gave his hand a small squeeze. "Jason, if we're going to try this then I'd like to take things slow." He frowned. "What I mean is nothing beyond the level we were at last night." She worried her lip between her teeth. "What I mean is no actual sex." He narrowed his eyes on her. "But, you'll still sleep with me naked and let me do a hundred other naughty things to you?" he asked in a serious tone. "Yes." He brushed his lips against hers again and moved back a few inches to look into her eyes. "And you'll still cook for me and call me Master?" Her lips twitched. "Yes to the cooking and not a chance in hell for the other." He sighed wearily. "Fine, how about Lord and Master?" "Uh...no." "God?" "Nope." "My liege?" "Wait.....no." He gave her one of his lopsided smiles. "I'll wear you down eventually. ↗

— R.L. Mathewson

#jason #playing-for-keeps #rl-mathewson #cooking

I wasn't born to cook or clean, but to read and write, if you don't like me the way I am, then go fly a kite. ↗

— Besa Kosova

#writers #writing #cooking