#comp

I love when I finish reading a chapter that I wrote and my cheeks hurt from smiling and all I can utter is, 'Wow.' ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#author #books #reading #richelle #richelle-goodrich

So, Diana thought, that was the bait she had to lay out for Jack. Of course. What else? He might lust for Diana, and long for Brianna, but Jack’s true love was made of silicon. ↗

— Michael Grant

#love

I don't have to look for love, because I am love. ↗

— Euphoria Godsent

#completeness #confidence #empowerment #euphoria-godsent #fulfillment

I don't need to see the trail to know you're at the end of it. My grandfather's compass may not work, but mine is still true. ↗

— Diana Peterfreund

#jane-austen #love #persuasion #true-love #love

No matter what you write, no matter how meticulous and painstaking the creation process, someone is going to laugh, scorn, and dissect your work with criticism while another quietly falls in love with it. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#author #create #form #produce #richelle

Ladies, no matter how hard you try, a man will never complete you. Only God can. And if you don’t know your identity in Him, you’ll be lost forever. ↗

— Deborah N. Kabwang

#identity #lost #love #lust #love

If we are not being maligned, scandalizing those who still sleep in the church, then we are missing the incarnational call to love the world's most vulnerable, the world's exiled, the world's most wounded. Our concern should be what the poor and prostituted think of us, what the God of the universe thinks of us, not what those around us think of us. ↗

— Sarah Lance

#caring #church #compassion #excile #god

Popular culture is a place where pity is called compassion, flattery is called love, propaganda is called knowledge, tension is called peace, gossip is called news, and auto-tune is called singing. ↗

— Criss Jami

#bandwagon #compassion #culture #fads #flattery

Was I just curious about what the agenda might be at a vampire summit? Did I want the attention of more undead members of society? Did I want to be known as a fangbanger, one of those humans who simply adored the walking dead? Did some corner of me long for a chance to be near Bill without seeking him out, still trying to make some emotional sense of his betrayal? Or was this about Eric? Unbeknownst to myself, was I in love with the flamboyant Viking who was so handsome, so good at making love, and so political, all atthe same time? This sounded like a promising set of problems for a soap opera season. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#bill-compton #eric-northman #sookie-stackhouse #true-blood #love

I'm never going to accomplish anything; that's perfectly clear to me. I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do anything. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#obscurity #the-new-yorker #accomplishments