#fever

Sometimes my dreams feel so real it's hard to believe they're just the subconscious's stroll across a whimsical map that has no true north. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dreams

When my faith is getting weak And I feel like giving in You breathe into me again… ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#faith

He kissed back, all the pages spread out around us like riddles waiting to be solved. Let them wait. Let my genes unravel, my hinges come loose. If my fate rests in the hands of a madman, let death come and bring its worse. I'll take the ruined craters of laboratories, the dead trees, this city with ashes in the oxygen, if it means freedom. I'd sooner die here than live a hundred years with wires in my veins. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#fever #wither #death

I have a black sense of humor. You try living my life, see what color yours turns. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#karen-marie-moning #humor

And Mega has a crush on Chester." "I do not!" "Do too, Mega." "He's like, old!" "How old, Christian says." "Like at least thirty or something." Lor laughs. " Fucking ancient, ain't it, kid?" "Dude," I agree. I like Lor. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dani #humor #lor #humor

It's hard to say what makes the mind piece things together in a sudden lightning flash. I've come to hold the human spirit in the highest regard. Like the body, it struggles to repair itself. As cells fight off infection and conquer illness, the spirit, too, has remarkable resilience. It knows when it is harmed, and it knows she the harm is too much to bear. If it deems the injury too great, the spirit cocoons the wound, in the same fashion that the body forms a cyst around infection, until the time comes that it can deal with it. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#inspirational #resilience #spirit #inspirational

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it. ↗

— Nick Hornby

#fooball #humour #life #life

I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#shadowfever #life

Lest when I am gone you may be at a loss for an epitaph for me, let me give you one - He Fed Fevers. ↗

— Robert James Graves

#epitaph #fed #fevers #give #gone

I'm the one who will never let you die. And that's more, Ms. Lane, than anyone in your life has ever been able to say to you. ↗

— jericho barrons

#fever-series #mac #mackayla-lane #life