#irony

It’s awful, telling it like this, isn’t it? As though we didn’t know the ending. As though it could have another ending. It’s like watching Romeo drink poison. Every time you see it you get fooled into thinking his girlfriend might wake up and stop him. Every single time you see it you want to shout, 'You stupid ass, just wait a minute,' and she’ll open her eyes! 'Oi, you, you twat, open your eyes, wake up! Don’t die this time!' But they always do. ↗

— Elizabeth Wein

#despair #irony #romeo-and-juliet #irony

Your favorite virtue? An appreciation for irony. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#virtues #irony

When I'm not around you that is when I feel breathless. I liken it to being a fish, and you are my water. When I'm not around you, I feel as though I cannot breathe. And you have to understand the irony in that because I've never in my entire existence ever needed to. ↗

— S.L. Naeole

#irony

Gods can screw anything and anybody. For reference, see history. Atticus O'Sullivan ↗

— Kevin Hearne

#stating-the-obvious #irony

Nobody these days holds the written word in such high esteem as police states do. ↗

— Italo Calvino

#literature #irony

…Dunia ini penuh dengan keajaiban karena hal-hal yang tidak masuk akal masih terus berlangsung. Seorang fotografer ingin membagi duka dunia di balik hal-hal yang kasat mata….para fotografer membagi pandangan, tetapi yang memandang fotonya ternyata buta meskipun mempunyai mata. Keajaiban dunia adalah suatu ironi, di depan kemanusiaan yang terluka, manusia tertawa-tawa. ↗

— Seno Gumira Ajidarma

#buta #duka #dunia #foto #fotografer

to travel faster than a speeding bullet is not much help if you and it are heading straight towards each other ↗

— John Brunner

#irony #irony

Even things that are true can be proved. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#truth #irony

I worked for Miss Margaret thirty-eight years. She had her a baby girl with the colic and the only thing that stopped the hurting was to hold her. So I made me a wrap. I tied her up on my waist, toted her around all day with me for a entire year. That baby like to break my back. Put ice packs on it ever night and still do. But I loved that girl. And I loved Miss Margaret. Miss Margaret always made me put my hair up in a rag, say she know coloreds don't wash their hair. Counted ever piece a silver after I done the polishing. When Miss Margaret die of the lady problems thirty years later, I go to the funeral. Her husband hug me, cry on my shoulder. When it's over, he give me a envelope. Inside a letter from Miss Margaret reading, 'Thank you. For making my baby stop hurting. I never forgot it.' Callie takes off her black-rimmed glasses, wipes her eyes. If any white lady reads my story, that's what I want them to know. Saying thank you, when you really mean it, when you remember what someone done for you-she shakes her head, stares down at the scratched table-it's so good. ↗

— Kathryn Stockett

#love

The man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing," mused the Inspector, "Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times... What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off the treasure! How's that?" "On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside," said Holmes. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#irony #murder #mystery #sherlock #sherlock-holmes