#ido

A hundred years or more, she's bent her crown in storm, in sun, in moonsplashed midnight breeze. surviving all the random vagaries of this harsh world. A dense - twigged veil drifts down from crown along her trunk - mourning slow wood that rustles tattered, in a hint of wind this January dusk, cloudy, purpling the ground with sudden shadows. How she broods - you speculate - on dark surprise and loss, alone these many years, despondent, bent, her bolt-cracked mate transformed to splinters, moss. Though not alone, you feel the sadness of a twilight breeze. There's never enough love; the widow nods to you. Her branches moan. ↗

— Lauren Lipton

#tree #widow #woods #love

There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#peace #quarrel #widom #humor

So what if those stupid roosters don't want to crow? If we've learned to live without men, we can learn to live without cocks. ↗

— James Cañón

#humor #james-cañón #magic-realism #mariquita #tales-from-the-town-of-widows

Everyone was going crazy, like they’d just witnessed the birth of Jesus and the invention of electricity at the same time. Jude was a rock star, their savior, and they were paying him homage. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#idol #popularity #rock-star #humor

The denigration of those we love always detaches us from them in some degree. Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#idolatry #idols #love-disappointment #love

But I guess you would look beatific, too, if the man you had been in love with since the fifth grade had told you that he was in love with you, too. ↗

— Meg Cabot

#teen-idol #thatsaquote #love

He offered to stop the tide for me once. He offered to build me a palace at the bottom of the sea. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#poseidon #love

They smile that smile, they bat those eyes. They steal with hello, they kill you with goodbye. They're the perfect drug. As you're walking away, you hear that sweet voice, 'Stay. ↗

— Scotty McCreery

#girls #love #love

Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?" "Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hurry! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #poseidon #percy-jackson

Your uncle," Poseidon sighed, "has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#poseidon #zeus #percy-jackson