#william

Yes. Because they were human men. They were trying to write down the heart's truth out of the heart's driving complexity, for all the complex and troubled hearts which would beat after them. ↗

— William Faulkner "The Bear"

#the-bear #william-faulkner #men

She was suddenly roused by the sound of the door-bell, and her spirits were a little fluttered by the idea of its being Colonel Fitzwilliam himself, who had once before called late in the evening, and might now come to inquire particularly after her. But this idea was soon banished, and her spirits were very differently affected, when, to her utter amazement, she saw Mr. Darcy walk into the room. In an hurried manner he immediately began an inquiry after her health, imputing his visit to a wish of hearing that she were better. She answered him with cold civility. He sat down for a few moments, and then getting up, walked about the room. Elizabeth was surprised, but said not a word. After a silence of several minutes, he came towards her in an agitated manner, and thus began: "In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. ↗

— Jane Austen

#jane-austen #love #love

The William Penn Hotel in Pittsburgh... was the place where Champagne Music was born. ↗

— Lawrence Welk

#champagne #hotel #music #penn #pittsburgh

I'm Serena Williams on the court, but away I have so many different names. I call myself Butterfly. ↗

— Serena Williams

#butterfly #call #court #different #different names

I like a very dry wit, not the big kind of humor like Robin Williams. I don't think I'm capable of that. ↗

— Chris Cooper

#capable #dry #humor #i #kind

My family always comes first. My world revolves around my husband, Peter, our daughter, Victoria, and our son, William, but not necessarily in that order. Then, it's this fascinating world of publishing that devours most of my days and many nights. ↗

— Dorothea Benton Frank

#around #comes #daughter #days #devours

Dangerous as a lightning strike, as lethal as a pair of crisscrossing short swords, William whispered, “You’re about to find out how your liver tastes, my friend.” “I have tasted it already,” Zacharel said, his voice its usual monotone. The snowflakes began to fall in earnest, tiny at first, but growing in diameter. An arctic wind blustered around him. “It was a bit salty.” How the hell was a guy supposed to respond to that? Apparently William didn’t know, either, because he gaped at the angel. Then, “Maybe if you added a little pepper?” O-kay. It was official. William had an answer for everything. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#william-the-dark #zacharel #paris

Sometimes the only choice is between acceptance and madness. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#madness

I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.' 'Rest then', her mother cautioned. 'Terrible things can happen when you're overtired. I was overtired the night your father proposed. ↗

— William Goldman

#irony #repartee #the-princess-bride #tired #tiredness

They do not love, that do not show their love. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#friends #gratitude #insparational #love #william-shakespeare