'All I know is that this sky will last longer than I shall.'
- Albert Camus, Summer in Algiers
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'All I know is that this sky will last longer than I shall.'
- Albert Camus, Summer in Algiers
Nico IS bi and it's not homophobia
So you're homophobic, can't read or are just plain stupid? Or maybe all three of them lmao. Refusing to accept a character as gay when it's clearly mentioned in the book is inherently homophobia hun, just go sit in a corner and think why you're having trouble accepting that Nico's gay. Nico IS gay and not accepting him as such IS homophobia
Ripplestar's last words were:
"I bet you never thought I'd do it. [....] Hardly the actions of a coward, to take on all four Clans at once! [....] I wouldn't call an easy victory wrong. Look at your precious cats now. [....] So you keep telling me. But I seem to have done it anyway! Looks like I don't have to listen to you, Finchstar! [....] Help....me...."
A pair of startled guards burst into the room .
“About time,” Kelsier notes, raising a hand and Pulling on one of the soldier’s swords. It whipped out of the sheath, spinning of the air and streaking toward Kelsier point-first. He extinguished his iron, stepping to the side and catching the sword by its hilt as momentum carried it past.
“Mistborn!” the guard screamed.
Kelsier smiled and jumped forward.
Ok, at this point it’s like, could you try not being cool? Like just for two seconds? Like, just chill and be a little “meh” for like two seconds? No? We, uh, we gotta kill more people in a super cool overly dramatic fashion? Yeah, sure, you know what, whatever. No problem, just... yeah, be cool I guess. Since that’s all you know how to freakin do. Just go be super cool.
You never really “reach” a limit. Approach it, sure – so close you can smell it, so close that it aches – but you don’t arrive. The jump to the limit is an act of transcendence; it’s akin to the leap of mortality, the transformation from time-bound body to timeless soul. Why should every property survive the journey? Our bodies have hair and teeth; do we expect an afterlife of hairy, toothy spirits? The miracle of calculus, the unfathomable secret of the whole discipline, is that so much does survive the mortal leap. The derivative and the integral are both defined by limits. Yet they don’t collapse in paradox. They work.
Ben Orlin, Change Is the Only Constant
"Sometimes luck makes you feel guilty," Paul says softly.
-Excerpt from Survive, Alex Morel