#will

We will not be beaten. But we may be shamed and embarrassed on a needlessly long road to victory. ↗

— Ralph Peters

#embarrassed #long #long road #may #needlessly

The Lotus is a couple of years newer than the Williams was, and as the pace of development in F1 cars is so quick, I expect it to be another completely different experience, but still one that I know I'm going to enjoy. ↗

— Nelson Piquet

#cars #completely #couple #development #different

He who flees will fight again. ↗

— Tertullian

#fight #flees #who #will

For a writer, life is always too short to write. I will just try my best during what remains of my life. ↗

— Cao Yu

#best #during #i #just #life

Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-prince #jem #tessa #will #dog

You will never change your life until you change something you do daily. ↗

— Mike Murdock

#daily #life #never #something #until

Some decisions in life naturally lead to an unhappy ending, leaving you sinking by degrees in a lake of quicksand.  And, unless someone reaches to pull you out, chances are you will drown in the consequences. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#choices #conclusion #consequences #decisions #effect

A person's looking for a simple truth to live by, there it is. CHOICE. To refuse to passively accept what we've been handed by nature or society, but to choose for ourselves. CHOICE. That's the difference between emptiness and substance, between a life actually lived and a wimpy shadow cast on an office wall. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#free-will #life #still-life-with-woodpecker #tom-robbins #life

Perhaps he's in love with Agatha', she said. 'I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tid #will-herondale #beauty

Sophie did this?" He said, not for the first time. They were standing at the foot of Jessamine's bed. She lay flung upon it, her chest rising and falling slowly like the famous Sleeping Beauty waxwork or Madame du Barry. Her fair hair was scattered on the pillow, and a large, bloody welt ran across her forehead. Each of her wrists was tied to a post of the bed. "Our Sophie?" Tessa glanced over at Sophie, who was sitting in a chair by the door. Her head was down, and she was staring at her hands. She studiously avoided looking at Tessa or Will. "Yes,"Tessa said, "and do stop repeating it." " I think i may be in love with you, Sophie," said Will. "Marriage could be on the cards." Sophie whimpered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sophie #tessa-gray #will-herondale #beauty