#will

I can't - I'll chop off my own foot!" "If you're going to chop off anyone's foot, chop off Benedict's," Will muttered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #tessa-gray #will #will-herondale #tessa-gray

So seven new countries, three of them formerly part of the Soviet Union, and the others part of the Warsaw Pact, will become full members of NATO next year. ↗

— Lord Robertson

#countries #formerly #full #members #nato

At this very moment enormous numbers of intelligent men and women of goodwill are trying to build a better world. But problems are born faster than they can be solved. ↗

— B.F. Skinner

#change #goodwill #change

We have problems which will be addressed by Haitians. ↗

— Jean-Bertrand Aristide

#haitians #problems #which #will

I will defend anyone as long as the client gives me total control of the case and pays up front. ↗

— Edward Bennett Williams

#case #client #control #defend #front

But it was so much more. In that white blouse you wore, you looked like Grace Kelly, sharing a joke with a schnauzer, then you smiled at me and i was included, the three of us alone together. I thought, there's a woman I could die for. ↗

— Phillipa Fioretti

#william-isyanov #love

You think I'm with you out of guilt?" "No, you ass. Of course not. I just mean—" "You're a nut, MacAllister. I'm with you because I love you." There it was, out. Three little words. Three of the most common words in the world, but string them together and they were more powerful than any warrant, any extradition papers, or even treaty. Stronger than any magical spell. Had he really never said them aloud to Taylor? ↗

— Josh Lanyon

#taylor #will #love

We must let our every act be out of love, and for the greater good of all. ↗

— Bryant McGill

#good-will #love #love

Your people are not unwise, after all: love of the perfect Deity may prevent us from loving imperfect man! But God's will is to restore the lost; and that can't be done without loving them. ↗

— K.J. Bishop

#love #love

And the next day the gondolier came with a train of other gondoliers, all decked in their holiday garb, and on his gondola sat Angela, happy, and blushing at her happiness. Then he and she entered the house in which I dwelt, and came into my room (and it was strange indeed, after so many years of inversion, to see her with her head above her feet!), and then she wished me happiness and a speedy restoration to good health (which could never be); and I in broken words and with tears in my eyes, gave her the little silver crucifix that had stood by my bed or my table for so many years. And Angela took it reverently, and crossed herself, and kissed it, and so departed with her delighted husband. And as I heard the song of the gondoliers as they went their way--the song dying away in the distance as the shadows of the sundown closed around me--I felt that they were singing the requiem of the only love that had ever entered my heart. ↗

— W.S. Gilbert

#william-schwenk-gilbert #love