#wil

Torn clothing littered the ground, more hung from bushes. Nick held up half a pair of white panties and grinned at me. "Wild dogs? Or just Clayton?" "Oh God," I muttered under my breath. I walked over to snatch the underwear from him, but he held it over his head, grinning like a schoolboy. "I see Paris, I see France, I see Elena's underpants," he chanted. "Everyone's already seen much more than that," Jeremy said. "I think we can safely resume the search." Peter plucked Clay's shirt from a low-hanging branch and held it up, peering through a hole in the middle. "You guys can really do some damage. Where's the hidden video when you need it?" "So this--uh--wasn't done by wild dogs?" one of the searchers said. Peter grinned and tossed the shirt to the ground. "Nope. Just wild hormones.

— Kelley Armstrong

#jeremy #nick #peter #torn-clothes #wild-hormones

We begin to learn wisely when we're willing to see world from other people's perspective. ↗

— Toba Beta

#others #perspective #point-of-view #willing-to-see #wisely

Will: 'Singing the praises of our fair city? We treat you well here, don't we, James? I doubt I'd have that kind of luck in Shanghai. What do you call us there again?' Jem: 'Yang guizi ... foreign devils. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#chinese #colonialism #foreign #foreign-devils #invasion

She’s just a little faint,” I reassured Mrs. Hammond. “They’re blood typing in biology.” She nodded, understanding now. “There’s always one.” I stifled a laugh. Trust Bella to be that one. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#midnight-sun #stephenie-meyer #twilight #biology

I drink to separate my body from my soul. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#drink #oscar-wilde #soul #separation

–Entonces estás muriendo por amor, –dijo Will finalmente, su voz sonaba estrangulada a sus propios oídos. –Muriendo un poco más rápido por amor. Y hay cosas peores por las que morir. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#spanish #will-herondale #spanish

So you’re suggesting we take the train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, and yank out his hair? I’m sure the Clave will be ecstatic.” “They’ll just say you’re mad,” said Jessamine. “They already think it, so what’s the difference, really? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem #jessamine #tessa #will #madness

Sometimes the only choice is between acceptance and madness. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#madness

I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.' 'Rest then', her mother cautioned. 'Terrible things can happen when you're overtired. I was overtired the night your father proposed. ↗

— William Goldman

#irony #repartee #the-princess-bride #tired #tiredness

But I came to learn that God never shows us something we aren't ready to understand. Instead, He lets us see what we need to see, when we need to see it. He'll wait until our eyes and hearts are open to Him, and tehn when we're ready, He will plant our feet on the path that's best for us...but it's up to us to do the walking. ↗

— Immaculee Ilibagiza

#holocaust