#wicked

What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#longing #lost-love #love #wicked #love

Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on... ↗

— Melissa Marr

#hope #keenan #wicked-lovely #love

No matter how an individual views Satan, whether they believe that he is a real character or that he is just the product of literary scholars and imaginations, no one can deny that each one of us has an aspect of the devil within us. By studying the character and nature of Satan, we learn about ourselves; and the more we know about ourselves, the better we can fight our own personal demons—metaphorical or otherwise—in order to create a better tomorrow ↗

— Nwaocha Ogechukwu

#evil #governance #religion #wickedness #imagination

I love you," she sobbed, rubbing her hands over his face, his hair, his chest, making sure he was solid and real. "I love you, and I thought you were dead. I couldn't bear it. I thought I would die too." "I'd walk through fire for you," he rasped, his voice hoarse and broken. "I have walked through fire for you. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lazarussgextraordinaire #temperance #wicked-intensions #love

'So this is it' he thought. After everything he had been through, after all the mysteries and fighting and fleeting moments of hope, they were just going to kill him with some sort of poison gas? Stupid, that was what this was. Stupid. He had battled Grievers and Cranks, survived a gunshot and infection. WICKED. They were the ones who'd saved him. And now they were just going to gas him to death? ↗

— Josh Dashner The Scorch Trials

#pointless-death #poisonous-gas #wicked #death

All my life, I've understood the nature of where I come from, but I never thought it might be wicked until now. ↗

— Brenna Yovanoff

#good-and-evil #nature-of-man #wicked #life

If time were the wicked sheriff in a horse opera, I'd pay for riding lessons and take his gun away. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#gun #his #horse #i #lessons

Uma Thurman is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She has those wicked eyes - it looks like there is such a brain behind those eyes. ↗

— Joshua Jackson

#beautiful women #behind #brain #ever #eyes

What basically happens is your hormones get out of whack. Because of the stress in your life your body says, 'I need more hormones.' So, your hormones are trying to produce and produce and produce, and it's even more stressful and it is this wicked cycle. ↗

— Marie Osmond

#because #body #cycle #even #get

I know you don't want to hear this but someone has to say it! You are out of control! I mean they're just shoes... let it go! ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#life