#w

You are a cynical man, Mr. Pleasant." "We live in cynical times, Miss Cain. ↗

— Derek Landy

#cynic #cynical #society #the-times #the-world

When a woman thinks her husband is a fool, her marriage is over. They may part in one year or ten; they may live together until death. But if she thinks he is a fool, she will not love him again. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#marriage #wife #death

Death was in his eyes and hell would follow. ↗

— Quinn Loftis

#supermegafoxyawesomehot #death

In the same way a Christian is not a man who never goes wrong, but a man is enabled to repent and pick himself up and begin over again after each stumble--because the Christ-life is inside him, repairing him all the time, enabling him to repeat (in some degree) the kind of voluntary death which Christ Himself carried out." - Mere Christianity ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#mere-christianity #theology #death

Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most powerful in Menzoberranzan spend their days watching over their shoulders, defending against the daggers that would find their backs. Their deaths usually come from the front." -Drizzt Do'Urden ↗

— R.A. Salvatore

#darkness #power #war #death

... If you tried to touch my woman she'd break your dick off like a twig then stick it up your arse. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#eve-dallas #roarke #death

He was about to go home, about to return to the place where he had had a family. It was in Godric’s Hollow that, but for Voldemort, he would have grown up and spent every school holiday. He could have invited friends to his house. . . . He might even have had brothers and sisters. . . . It would have been his mother who had made his seventeenth birthday cake. The life he had lost had hardly ever seemed so real to him as at this moment, when he knew he was about to see the place where it had been taken from him. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#j-k-rowling #love #death

And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles. She put a knee on the bench she'd been sitting on and reached over the back to close her hand on Asil's wrist, which was lying across the back of the pew. He hissed in shock but didn't pull away. As she held him the scent of wilderness, of sickness, faded. He stared at her, the whites of his eyes showing brightly while his irises narrowed to small bands around his black pupil. "Omega," he whispered, his breath coming harshly. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#anna #asil #charles #cry-wolf #death

While Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn't willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers and moonbeams - he cringed - if it meant maintaining this delectable inner peace. "Is there a way to break your death-curse?" Ashlyn asked. So much for flowers and moon-beams. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#humor #lords-of-the-underworld #romance #death

Nobody's death is impending." ..."Well technically everyone's death is impending. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#humor #death