#turn

An involuntary return to the point of departure is, without doubt, the most disturbing of all journeys. ↗

— Iain Sinclair

#disturbing #doubt #involuntary #journeys #most

I have lately returned from Harpers Ferry, to which place I was suddenly called, on the 17th instant, by causes the most disturbing and destructive to the peace and safety of this State. ↗

— Henry A. Wise

#causes #destructive #disturbing #ferry #i

When we had to do book reports, I would pick a book that no one read and just make it up and turn that in. I got praised for my imagination. ↗

— Ahmet Zappa

#got #had #i #imagination #just

Competition is the final price determinant and competitive prices may result in profits which force you to accept a rate of return less than you hoped for, or for that matter to accept temporary losses. ↗

— Alfred P. Sloan

#competition #competitive #final #force #hoped

Poetry is perhaps this: an Atemwende, a turning of our breath. Who knows, perhaps poetry goes its way—the way of art—for the sake of just such a turn? And since the strange, the abyss and Medusa’s head, the abyss and the automaton, all seem to lie in the same direction—is it perhaps this turn, this Atemwende, which can sort out the strange from the strange? It is perhaps here, in this one brief moment, that Medusa’s head shrivels and the automaton runs down? Perhaps, along with the I, estranged and freed here, in this manner, some other thing is also set free? ↗

— Paul Celan

#art

Perversion is just another form of art. It's like painting or drawing or sculpting. Except instead of paint, us perverts use sex as our medium.  ↗

— C.M. Stunich

#erotic #erotic-literature #erotica #excite #form-of-art

He'd once known a man who said that life hinged on the moment, that everything changed in the blink of an eye. Tesseract knew the truth of that as well as anybody. It was in those moments that he struck, after all, snatching people's lives away. He'd always known that it was only a matter of time before one of those moment's worked against him. ↗

— Derek Landy

#killing #luck #misfortune #murder #turning-tides

Tides do what tides do–they turn. ↗

— Derek Landy

#turning-tides #waiting #change

A mysterious ability, a broken promise, a life changed forever... ↗

— Kim Hornsby

#novels #page-turner-beach-read #romance #women-s-fiction #change

Eustacia Vye was the raw material of a divinity. On Olympus she would have done well with a little preparation. She had the passions and instincts which make a model goddess, that is, those which make not quite a model woman. Had it been possible for the earth and mankind to be entirely in her grasp for a while, she had handled the distaff, the spindle, and the shears at her own free will, few in the world would have noticed the change of government. There would have been the same inequality of lot, the same heaping up of favors here, of contumely there, the same generosity before justice, the same perpetual dilemmas, the same captious alteration of caresses and blows that we endure now. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#goddess #model #return-of-the-native #woman #change