#consent

One way I differ from my character, Coach Taylor, is that I never would have taken this faraway job without my wife's consent. ↗

— Kyle Chandler

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I cannot consent to be led three or four hundred leagues out of my route, without its being by force of arms. ↗

— Zebulon Pike

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I shall assume that your silence gives consent. ↗

— Plato

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Advice and consent does not mean rubber stamp in the Senate. ↗

— Patricia Ireland

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Our will makes constantly a sort of agreement with the world, whereby, if the world will continually show some respect to the will, the will shall consent to be strenuous in its industry. ↗

— Josiah Royce

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For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery. ↗

— Jonathan Swift

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It is possible that the contemplation of cruelty will not make us humane but cruel; that the reiteration of the badness of our spiritual condition will make us consent to it. ↗

— Lionel Trilling

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If I were to remain silent, I'd be guilty of complicity. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#activism #consent #dissent #duty #protest

I whispered into his ear, “Erik...” There was no response from him. “Erik.” My voice was a little bit firmer. I pushed at his shoulders making sure that my hands were well away from his re-opened wound. He weighed more than I did. I couldn’t get out from under him. God, I’m stuck inside of him ...like a dog. “Erik.” I tried to wriggle out from under him. I grew hard. I stilled horrified as my body took pleasure in this situation. I tried to shift his leg over. I thrust into him. Oh... I thrust again. I was hovering around the panic state but lust was driving all thoughts out of my mind. The more I struggled to free myself... I fucked him. I screwed an unconscious man. What kind of man was I? I couldn’t stop. The thwap, thwap sound of me burying my full length inside him hammered at my head. Don’t do this... don’t do.... nnnngghgghhh. I came deep within him. ↗

— Derekica Snake

#love

Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#existence #horror #knowledge #western #knowledge