#lei

Måske er det svært for en dansker at sætte sig ind i, hvordan det er at få afslag alene på sin afstamning. Hvordan det er kun at blive lukket delvist ind i et samfund, hvor man gerne vil være være. Et samfund, hvor man er, men ikke er alligevel. Altså jeg er til stede i det her samfund, men der er ingen, der ser mig og mine problemer, der er ingen, der vil hjælpe mig. Hvad skal jeg så gøre for, at folk lytter til mig og ser, at jeg er her? Det kan jeg gøre ved at skabe ravage og kaos. Hvis vi skaber kaos nok, så ser resten af Danmark os. Så hører i os og mærker os. Så kan det godt være, vi får dårlig omtale, men i ved, at vi er her, og så længe vi har det dårligt, så har i det også dårligt. For hvis i ser, der er skyderier, at der er vold i gaden, så er det ikke kun vores virkelighed. Det er også jeres virkelighed. ↗

— Olav Hergel

#skyderier #sleiman #vold #men

When you love someone, the best thing you can offer is your presence. How can you love if you are not there? ↗

— Thich Nhat Hanh

#death

Death stalked toward us on padded feet.        And it was not alone. ↗

— Melika Dannese Lux

#death #hybrid-vampires #leonora-bianchetti #showdown #vladec-salei

Jeg ville være den der slog, og ikke den, der blev slået. ↗

— Olav Hergel

#vold #men

Despite himself, Beauvoir laughed. "There is strong shadow where there is much light." ... But most he loved a happy human face. ↗

— Louise Penny

#love

The end of labor is to gain leisure. ↗

— Aristotle

#gain #labor #leisure

What good does it do you to love? ↗

— Trisha Leigh

#deshi #dissidents #love #love-hurts #lucas

...A madeleine moment - a sound, a scent can incant her presence... ↗

— John Geddes

#proustian-madeleine #love

And there, tucked in his soul, was the love he felt for Sabella since the moment he had seen her. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#love-at-first-sight #malone #nathan #noah #sabella

She looked around the room, glanced over him and Micah waited. Her Gaze passed him, then again. On the third pass she lingered as she continued to watch her, allowing his gaze to memorize those features just before her eyes met his. A jolt od power flashed through him. Her ligth blue eyes flickered with interest, fear, then interest again, as though she wasn't certain which she should feel. He let his gaze continue to hers, let his mind reach out to her, soothe her, ease her. He used his eyes rather than his expression to calm the fear that he knew he would be rising within her. Micah knew the power of a look. When two people touched from across a distance, that touch could be frightening, wary, or a stroke of gentleness. He stroked her gently. He never let his eyes dip below her chin; rather, he let himself take in every nuance of expression, every shift of each facial motion, the flicker of her lashes, the shadows in her eyes, the tension in her small body. She was like a little bird ready to fly. Poised at the edge of her seat.her body stiff and prepared to run. Easy, little bird, he thought, letting his thoughts touch his gaze. There is no pain here; there is no fear. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#fear #lora-leigh #love-at-first-sight #micah #risa