#tone

Here lies the bodies of three brothers... enwrapt in silence and the Arms of Death, Exposed to Worms lies three once charming Boys... 1784 ↗

— Diana Hollingsworth Gessler

#charleston #tomestones #white-meeting-house #death

Lose your dream, you lose your mind. ↗

— The Rolling Stones

#rolling-stones #ruby-tuesday #song-lyrics #songs #dreams

My family stood right in front of me, talking and smiling. I felt like I was viewing one of those cheesy ad shots for camera companies. The ones I looked at and thought, fake, because no one's family ever looked that happy. Yet, the perfect family moment bloomed right before my eyes, and I wasn't a part of it. ↗

— Elizabeth Morgan

#elizabeth-morgan #stepping-stones #sweet-romance #family

Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#dumbledore #funny #the-philosopher-s-stone #funny

But it was late. We had to go home. We listened to the river singing, the river singing stone. ↗

— Myrna Peña-Reyes

#home

I know this goes without saying, but Stonehenge really was the most incredible accomplishment. It took five hundred men just to pull each sarsen, plus a hundred more to dash around positioning the rollers. Just think about it for a minute. Can you imagine trying to talk six hundred people into helping you drag a fifty-ton stone eighteen miles across the countryside and muscle it into an upright position, and then saying, 'Right, lads! Another twenty like that, plus some lintels and maybe a couple of dozen nice bluestones from Wales, and we can party!' Whoever was the person behind Stonehenge was one dickens of a motivator, I'll tell you that. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#history #humor #motivation #stonehenge #humor

Black would trust her with his secrets. He would protect hers. But did she trust him with her heart? Could she? She thought of Wendell, and no longer felt any remorse for her feelings. She did not love him. Her heart had been taken two years ago, by a stranger she thought she had conjured up in the atmosphere of her imagination. He had asked her to trust him—and there was only one way she knew how. She reached into the wardrobe and pulled out the crimson gown. No regrets. No seduction. No scandal. Only love. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #seduction-and-scandal #imagination

Thorns and stings and those such things just make stronger our angel wings. ↗

— Terri Guillemets

#inspirational #sticks-and-stones #inspirational

People who walk across dark bridges, past saints, with dim, small lights. Clouds which move across gray skies past churches with towers darkened in the dusk. One who leans against granite railing gazing into the evening waters, His hands resting on old stones. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#dim #dusk #inspire #lights #people

Is a mountain only a huge stone? Is a planet an enormous mountain? ↗

— Stanisław Lem

#life #mountain #perception #reality #stone