#wicked

To hear them talk one would have thought they had no legs, natural functions or knowledge of the wicked world. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#talk #wicked #world #nature

He holds my gaze, and the look in his eyes is a love letter in itself. When he speaks, his voice is rough. "Will you marry me, Cate?" I go still, the question hanging in the air. I have never felt more accepted 'for the girl I am, not the girl I want to be' never more loved and respected than I am in this moment. It's a choice, and it's mine to make. "Yes," I breathe. Finn slides the simple gold band onto my ring finger. I tilt it, and the ruby sparkles, catching the sunlight. He leans down and brushes his lips against mine, sealing the promise. 'I can't wait to make you my wife.' 'Cate Belastra.' I try it out and despite the solemnity of the moment, despite knowing what this will cost him, I can't help smiling. ↗

— Jessica Spotswood

#jessica-spotswood #love

I am sadly afraid that I must have done some wicked thing. ↗

— Antisthenes

#am #done #i #i am #must

I once wrote that anybody who believes the world is only 6,000 years old is either ignorant, stupid, insane or wicked. ↗

— Richard Dawkins

#believes #either #i #ignorant #insane

But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave pictures that persist; the good are ever too luke-warm. ↗

— Algernon H. Blackwood

#enough #ever #good #hearts #leave

The pit of a theatre is the one place where the tears of virtuous and wicked men alike are mingled. ↗

— Denis Diderot

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In the mean time I worship God, laying every wrong action under an interdict which I endeavour to respect, and I loathe the wicked without doing them any injury. ↗

— Giacomo Casanova

#any #doing #endeavour #every #god

The good die young but not always. The wicked prevail but not consistently. I am confused by life, and I feel safe within the confines of the theatre. ↗

— Helen Hayes

#am #confines #confused #consistently #die

There are certain wicked people in the world that you can't deal with except by force. ↗

— John Keegan

#deal #except #force #people #wicked

Why should I keep myself so safe?” he asked her, but he was almost asking himself. What is there in my life worth preserving? With a good wife back there in the mountains, serviceable as an old spoon, dry in the heart from having been scared of marriage since she was six? With three children so shy of their father, the Prince of the Arjikis, that they will hardly come near him? With a careworn clan moving here, moving there, going through th same disputes, herding the same herds, as thy have done for five hundred years? And me, with a shallow and undirected mind, no artfulness in word or habit, no especial kindness toward the world? What is there that makes my life worth preserving? “I love you,” said Elphaba. “So that’s that then, and that’s it,” he answered her and himself. “And I love you. So I promise to be careful. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#fiyero #gregory-maguire #love #wicked #art