#guardian

In all cases love was a strong emotion, not easily contained once it was unleashed. I realized now that love was like a blossoming flower that continually added more and more petals. But there was no end point. There was no full bloom. It went on forever. Growing, strengthening. ↗

— Rachel Hawthorne

#love

I'm a private contractor now. I choose my clients, not the other way around. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#fallen-angel #guardian-angel #humor #nora #patch

And because a human heart is flawed, her heart moved on. But an angel's heart is an entirely different thing. Once it loves someone it never stops. ↗

— Todd Mitchell

#love

Liberals always say about totalitarians that they like humanity, as such, but they have no empathy for concrete people, no? OK, that fits me perfectly. Humanity? Yes, it's OK – some great talks, some great arts. Concrete people? No, 99% are boring idiots. ↗

— Slavoj Žižek

#interview #art

Perchance the chemist is already damned and the guardian the blackest. ↗

— Lewis Gilbert

#blackest #chemist #damned #guardian #perchance

That's the other thing I'll carry with me when I ascend, the experience of loving you with my whole being, beyond reason and measure. Beyond supernatural discipline. A once in eternity miracle... my miracle. ↗

— Carey Corp

#the-halo-chronicles-the-guardian #experience

I angle my head down and peer up at him through my lashes in what I hope is an alluring manner. I have zero experience in this area though, so it’s possible I look like a total moron. ↗

— Rachel Morgan

#faerie-guardian #funny #experience

You still aren't screaming." "Is that the usual reaction you get when people realize you're, um..." "Different? Yes, generally." Marcus stepped up beside him. "We also get shrieks, curses, pant wetting, bowels releasing"--Sarah grimaced--"religious recitations..." Her eyebrows rose. "Religious recitations?" "You know--Get thee back, you, ah..." He nudged Roland. "What was it that priest called us?" Roland rolled his eyes. "Which one?" "The one in London." "What century?" "Eighteenth." Sarah's mouth fell open. "The one with hair like Albert Einstein?" "Yes." "Spawns of Satan." "Right." Adopting a raspy elderly man's voice, Marcus shook his fist at Sarah and intoned dramatically, "Get thee back, ye spawns of Satan. Return thee to the bowels of hell where ye belong!" Lowering his fist, he proceeded in a normal voice."Then he hurled numerous biblical versus at our heads as we walked away...But screaming is by far the most common reaction, from both men and women. ↗

— Dianne Duvall

#dianne-duvall #immortal-guardians #men

I wanted to get an angel wings tatooed on my back, as a guardian thing. ↗

— Kirsten Dunst

#back #get #guardian #i #thing

I don't know how you hear music. I imagine that if you like music at all then it has, in your head, some kind of third dimension to it, a dimension suggesting space as well as surface, depth of field as well as texture. Speaking for myself, I used to hear "buildings"... three-dimensional forms of architectural substance and tension. I did not "see" these buildings in the classic synaesthetic way so much as sense them. These forms had "floors", "walls", "roofs", "windows", "cellars". They expressed volume. Music to me has always been a handsome three-dimensional container, a vessel, as real in its way as a Scout hut or a cathedral or a ship, with an inside and an outside and subdivided internal spaces. I'm absolutely certain that this "architecture" had everything to do with why music has always exerted such a hold over me. I think music was the structure in which I learned to contain and then examine emotion. ↗

— Nick Coleman

#musicophilia #oliver-sacks #the-guardian #architecture