#word

If a UFO did land, and invite me onboard, I'd love to have the balls to go in. So, I search the skies for extra testicles. ↗

— Kelli Jae Baeli

#pun #ufo #wordplay #love

Stundenlang saß sie da, wägte sorgfältig Worte ab, lauschte ihrem Klang: verführerisch. Musik, vor allem, wenn sie bereits gesungen, sie schwirrten ihr durch den Kopf – wie allen, die mit Sprache umgehen. Wörter tauchen im Kopf auf und tanzen dort Rhythmen, die aus dem Unterbewusstsein auftauchen. Wortsplitter und –fetzen: Manchmal liefern sei einen Hinweis auf einen verborgenen Geisteszustand. Manchmal klimpern und klingeln sie tagelang und machen einen ganz verrückt. Und manchmal sind sie wie ein unsichtbarer Film, wie eine durchsichtige Folie zwischen einem selbst und der Wirklichkeit ↗

— Doris Lessing

#love

Ser Rodrik groused. His opinion of singers was well known; music was a lovely thing for girls, but he could not comprehend why any healthy boy would fill his hand with a harp when he might have had a sword. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#sword #love

There has to be new words to explain new worlds. ↗

— Toba Beta

#inspirational #life #new #truth #words

I will tell these stories...because to do anything else would be something less than human. I speak to these people, and I speak to you because I cannot help it. It gives me strength, almost unbelievable strength, to know that you are there. I covet your eyes, your ears, the collapsible space between us. How blessed are we to have each other? I am alive and you are alive so we must fill the air with our words. I will fill today, tomorrow, every day until I am taken back to God. I will tell stories to people who will listen and to people who don't want to listen, to people who seek me out and to those who run. All the while I will know that you are there. How can I pretend that you do not exist? It would be almost as impossible as you pretending that I do not exist. ↗

— Dave Eggers

#stories #words #inspirational

Up and down," Meera would sigh sometimes as they walked, "then down and up. Then up and down again. I hate these stupid mountains of yours, Prince Bran." "Yesterday you said you loved them." "Oh, I do. My lord father told me about mountains, but I never saw one till now. I love them more than I can say." Bran made a face at her. "But you just said you hated them." "Why can't it be both?" Meera reached up to pinch his nose. "Because they're different," he insisted. "Like night and day, or ice and fire." "If ice can burn," said Jojen in his solemn voice, "then love and hate can mate. Mountain or marsh, it makes no matter. The land is one." "One," his sister agreed, "but over wrinkled. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#asoiaf #fantasy #grrm #love

Sometimes, reality is the illusion, and the truth only visible where our eyes can’t see.” - Lady Lalaigne ↗

— Jeanine Henning

#alchemy #fantasy-series #love #magic #nhakira

She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#game-of-thrones #kiss #love #song-of-fire-and-ice #storm-of-swords

The curse of men can't make me defiled. I defile myself if I curse men by intention. ↗

— Toba Beta

#defile #heart #unclean #word-of-mouth #men

Nobody will ever be able to understand the meaning of the measure of his own words. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#words #inspirational