#aught

My dad was born poor, made a fortune during his life, and then died suddenly—murdered by his only son, leaving his vast estate to a daughter I didn’t know he had.
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— Jarod Kintz

#daughter #family #father #inherit #inheritance

Chris ordered Greek Chicken, no butter no salt, and I decided to splurge on a hamburger. To which my mama took the opportunity to point out that I could eat whatever I wanted and not get fat. She never believed me when I said I watched what I ate and exercised on the regular. “Her daddy was the same way. Straight up and down. Course she got the tits that he ain’t have. ↗

— Jane Aire

#humor #mothers-and-daughters #bdsm

Mother (fragment) ...You asked me if I would be sad when it happened and I am sad. But the iris I moved from your house now hold in the dusty dry fists of their roots green knives and forks as if waiting for dinner, as if spring were a feast. I thank you for that. Were it not for the way you taught me to look at the world, to see the life at play in everything, I would have to be lonely forever. ↗

— Ted Kooser

#mothers-and-daughters #nature #poetry #life

What I really want to tell him is to pick up that baby of his and hold her tight, to set the moon on the edge of her crib and to hang her name up in the stars. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#fathers #moon #stars #sisters

Anything with the power to make you laugh over thirty years later isn’t a waste of time. I think something like that is very close to immortality. ↗

— Stephen King

#laughter #laughter

Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#life #sorrow #wrapped-in-rainbows #life

To laugh continually is to never laugh at all. For it takes the periodic sound of sorrow from which to distinguish the sound of joy. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#joy #laugh #laughter #life #life-lessons

What are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon." When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right there—that cloud—what do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud." Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#jordan #judith-mcnaught #something-wonderful #dragons

oh, good, Pestilence is free," said Karou, heading towards the sculpture. Massive emperor and horse both wore gas masks, like every other statue in the place, and it had always put Karou in mind of the first horseman of the Apocalypse, Pestilence, sowing plaque with one outstretched arm. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#karou #pestilence #apocalypse

When I hear your name, I involuntarily clench my butt cheeks. Is that love? I don’t know—I’m not Nicholas Sparks.
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— Jarod Kintz

#clench #hear #hearing #knowledge #listen