#vian

We saved the lives of a whole family that night. Children, parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, all sailed to safety in Sweden inside a little fisherman’s boat.” Johannes aka ‘BB’ The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#noir-fiction #scandinavian-mysteries #world-war-two #family

Foreign food isn’t really my thing. I tasted whale once, and I was sick for a week. ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#crime-noir #scandinavian-mysteries #food

Avian was home and made me feel secure and right. Everything felt okay when I was with Avian. But at the same time, he was still so much older than I was. And he would be tied to Eden in such a permanent way. ↗

— Keary Taylor

#eve #home

He’s never going to confess, BB. Why don’t we just shoot him and go home? I’ve got an important appointment coming up.” Ingrid aka ‘Alis K’ The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#scandinavian-mysteries #ww #home

Down in the water, Octavian yelled, “Get me out of here! I’ll kill you!” “Tempting,” Percy called down. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor #octavian #percy-jackson #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #the-mark-of-athena

The deviant and the conformist...are creatures of the same culture, inventions of the same imagination. ↗

— Kai Theodor Erikson

#deviance #sociology #imagination

At long last, you may no longer distinguish what binds you from what is you. ↗

— M.T. Anderson

#life

I always thought love made you stupid. Made you weak. A bad Shadowhunter. 'To love is to destroy.'I believed that[...]I used to think being a good warrior meant not caring,[...] And then I met you. You were a mundane. Weak. Not a fighter. Never trained[...] Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger than anyone I'd ever met. And I realized I was the one who was weak. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#kiki #susanna #viviane #love

Luego recordarás estos días como los mejores de tu vida, piensa Alejandra. Te conoces, sabes que querrás volver. Pero ya no podrás. Volver ya no será posible en cuanto compres el pasaje, en cuanto subas al avión. Sufrirás menos, es cierto. Pero nunca lograrás ser tan feliz. Tampoco lograrás amar a nadie tanto. El final de la violencia y el final del amor, piensa Alejandra, echada en su cama. La resignación, ser como las demás. Curarse, superar el primer amor, lamer las heridas hasta que cicatrizan. Huir ↗

— Rodrigo Hasbún

#bolivian-writer #love #spanish #love

They died. Along with three other men who had joined our group. We were betrayed. The porter had told his girlfriend about the operation. They’d only just met each other. Jens shot her a week later.” Johannes aka ‘BB’ The Informer ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#scandinavian-mysteries #ww #men