#saga

Are you all right,” he whispered, his lips brushing the tips of my spiky hair. Granted, I knew he was only being discreet so as to save poor Hillary from being reamed again, but my knees didn’t know the difference. They betrayed me, buckling under his hot breath on my ear and the deep whisper that tickled my senses. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#family-saga #love #romance-love #romantic-suspense #young-adult

Non capì, comprese. Perché comprendere era di più, era un abbraccio, era prendere con sé, era farne parte. ↗

— Cetta De Luca

#father #love #womens-fiction #family

I'd always thought the Rats were good fun, but one of the very nice things about being of Saga age is that I can actually look back and think, When I was younger I was in a great band. It was always a collective thing. ↗

— Bob Geldof

#actually #age #always #back #band

The higher Greek poetry did not make up fictitious plots; its business was to express the heroic saga, the myths. ↗

— Gilbert Murray

#did #express #fictitious #greek #heroic

War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#been #curative #even #every #grand

All business sagacity reduces itself in the last analysis to judicious use of sabotage. ↗

— Thorstein Veblen

#business #itself #judicious #last #reduces

I know Dark Phoenix is a huge part of the X-Men saga, so I'm assuming they're at least going to want to touch on it, but I don't know and I don't know whether I would want to be involved. That depends on many different things. ↗

— Famke Janssen

#dark #depends #different #different things #going

If you don't have the story and the unfolding of the trajectory of the saga, it's like getting in a car and not having any gas. ↗

— Gus Van Sant

#car #gas #getting #having #like

The lesson that any thinking person draws from the Stewart saga is that when the government asks questions, run for your lawyer and don't say a word. Had Stewart kept her mouth shut, she'd be OK. ↗

— Allan Sloan

#asks #draws #government #had #her

He grumbles incoherently, opens the window a fraction and continues to smoke away. It’s like every time Sidney Drake enters a new location he has to readjust the atmosphere, akin to one of those sci-fi shows where they oxygenate the planet, but for my dad it’s in a suffocating reverse. He replaces the clean wholesome air with a non-stop puff of toxic poison. ↗

— Tom Conrad

#apocalypse #breathe #end-of-the-world #family-saga #oxygen