#phr

It even has the same phraseology as the English orders of knighthood, companions and this sort of thing. ↗

— George Woodcock

#english #even #knighthood #orders #phraseology

Macon Ethan I lay my head down on his chest and cried because had lived because he had died a dry ocean, a desert of emotion happysad darklight sorrowjoy swept over me, under me i could hear the sound but i could not understand the words and then i realized the sound was me, breaking in one moment i was feeling everything and i was feeling nothing i was shattered, i was saved, i lost everthing, i was given everything else something in me died, something in me was born, i only knew the girl was gone whoever i was now, i would never be her again this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper claim yourself claim yourself claim yourself claim gratitude fury love despair hope hate first green is gold but nothing green can stay dont try nothing green can stay -Lena Duchannes ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Modern formulations are necessary even in defense of very ancient truths. Not because of any alleged anachronism in the old ideas – the Beatitudes remain the essential statements of the Western code – but because the idiom of life is always changing ↗

— William F. Buckley

#conservatism #persuasion #phrasing #relevance #change

Leon was less withdrawn, more friendly, and he was, much of the time, in contact with reality. He was, in other words, getting better. It is our guess that Leon did not want to get better. He did not want to get any closer to us, or to Joseph and Clyde. He was only too aware of the implications of getting better, and he was frightened of them. He had become sick originally for very good reasons, and the reasons had not changed. Thus, although he needed companionship, he wanted it only up to a point, and this point had already been reached and passed. He was beginning to care too much for Joseph and Clyde (and perhaps for us too) and he needed to return to his earlier state of isolation from his fellow man. ↗

— Milton Rokeach

#schizophrenics #change

If a tree falls in the forest and it hits a mime, would he make a noise? ↗

— Brad Warner

#paraphrased #death

A pool just isn't the same as the ocean. It has no energy. No life. ↗

— Linda Gerber

#bianca #ocean #pool #water #death

I'm not ashamed of heroic ambitions. If man and woman can only dance upon this earth for a few countable turns of the sun... let each of us be an Artemis, Odysseus, or Zeus... Aphrodite to the extent of the will of each one. ↗

— Roman Payne

#artemis #dance #dancing #death #life

May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you. ↗

— Herculine Barbin

#grief #hermaphrodite #intersex #loss #love

She spoke throught her teeth. "Almost, dear. What were the real words you used? The bad words. It's okay to say them again, just this once." I shrugged, "fine. I said'. . . just 'cause Daddy wants you to suck on his ding-a-ling. ↗

— Michael Siemsen

#father-humphrey #group-talk #lol #morgan #morgan-mother

Six months ago when she first came up with the idea to kill Wilson, back when she was living in Memphis, she'd started going to church again. Since she was spending so much time thinking about sinister things, the least she could do, she reasoned, was to think about God and his love twice a week at church so that she wouldn't become a total sociopath. And rather than kill other people who were stand-ins for the person she really wanted to kill, like serial killers did, she'd be kind and generous to others and hone in on the one who deserved to die. And her plan had worked extremely well. Since she'd started planning to kill Wilson, and then decided to destroy his family instead, she felt no animosity toward anyone but him. Almost none at all! ↗

— Elizabeth Stuckey-French

#madness-and-mayhem #revenge #turn-of-phrase #family