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“I love you so much that hearing you say you want to do your own thing, that you don’t want to be with me anymore, it fucking guts me. Even though I know you’re lying to my face.” I open my mouth to argue, but he doesn’t give me the chance to. “And that, that shit hurts, too. We don’t lie to each other.” He scrubs a hand over his face, frustration coiling his body tight. “I want all your truths. The good and the bad. The beautiful, the ugly, and even your twisted broken truths. Everything you have to offer. Because I’m a greedy bastard and you are mine.”
― Daniela Romero, The Savage

“Things happened. Good things, bad things. Ugly, awful things. Not a day would pass without some sort of problem or issue, but she’d finally—finally—figured out it all made sense.”
― Kay Stockham, Falling for Her Boss

“CeCe is not good. Good people don’t steal, lie, and give their bodies to bad men in exchange for keeping secrets. The world is ugly and so is she. She has become the villain in her own story.”
― Terah Shelton Harris, Long After We Are Gone

“I am very astonished that the scientific picture of the real world around me is very deficient. It gives a lot of factual information, puts all our experience in a magnificently consistent order, but is ghastly silent about all that is really near to our heart, that really matters to us. It cannot tell us a word about red and blue, bitter and sweet, physical pain and physical delight; it knows nothing of beautiful and ugly, good or bad, God and eternity. Science sometimes pretends to answer questions in these domains, but the answers are very often so silly that we are not inclined to take them seriously.”
― Erwin Schrödinger, 'Nature and the Greeks' and 'Science and Humanism'

“Do you think my mother would be disappointed in me?” I ask him, surprised.
“I think she would want you to be happy, Ara. In the way of mounting the hottest eligible bachelor in New York.”
I choke on a small obnoxious laugh. Of course Luca can make even this about him. Was that so bad? He wasn’t a good man. But perhaps he was perfectly matched for me. He saw my ugliness and still fell for it. Didn’t he?
“Do you love me, Luca?” I ask.
“I wouldn’t be asking to share the rest of my days with you, Ara, if I didn’t. I don’t know exactly how to love, but I’ll do my best for you.”
“I think I love you too, Luca.”
“Think?” he demands as he flips me onto my back.
“Why don’t you tie me up with that belt and make me certain?”
“I don’t know if I should use it to gag you or tie you to the bed.”
“I’m coming to learn how multi-purpose a belt can be,” I say as my body and tits jolt under the harsh tug as she restrains me.
“We’ll just have to make sure we install the right set up in your apartment with proper restraints so you can discover more than just a belt, sweetheart.”
“In my apartment?” I squeak as he nestles between my thighs.
“Of course. You still owe me a key.”
― Kia Carrington-Russell, Insidious Obsession

“It is therefore easy to see why Authority frowns on Friendship. Every real Friendship is a sort of secession, even a rebellion. It may be a rebellion of serious thinkers against accepted clap-trap or of faddists against accepted good sense; of real artists against popular ugliness or of charlatans against civilised taste; of good men against the badness of society or of bad men against its goodness. Whichever it is, it will be unwelcome to Top People.”
― Clive Staples Lewis

“Justice?”  Esmeralda repeated blankly.  “For Bad folk?” “Yes!  There should be a real place for us!  We shouldn’t just… judge people on what they look like and say that’s all they are.  Whether or not they have horns, shouldn’t make a difference in what kind of job they can get.”  She shook her head.  “That’s just stupid.  Don’t you think we can do better?  That we should all be equal?” Everyone stared at her like she really was insane. “Fucking hell…”  Marrok sounded awed.  “I knew there had to be something going on, but I didn’t put it together until now.”  He started laughing.  “You’re Good.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad

“Stepsister.” “What?” “Cinderella is my stepsister.”  The words were too harsh, but Scarlett couldn’t stop them.  Nothing pissed her off faster than a mention of the sainted Cindy.  She could see the disapproval on Ramona’s face and it set her temper off like a rocket. “You think it would be wonderful to be her sister, I know.  Everyone does.  That’s because you have no idea what she’s really like.” “But, everyone in the Four Kingdoms knows!  She had a terrible life of subjugation, but kept her good heart and charitable…” “She’s the crazy one.”  Scarlett interrupted, leaning forward in her plastic chair.  “You know, Cindy sang constantly just to annoy me.  The noise would get into my head until I thought I’d snap if she didn’t shut-up.  Only she never did.  She couldn’t have been that mistreated, if she had time to memorize so many brain-crushingly annoying little ditties about love and rainbows.  She likes subjugation, so I actually tried not to give it to her.  It makes her sickly happy.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad

“Marrok was the best looking man in the Four Kingdoms, Good or Bad.  If he hadn’t been born evil, he would have been a perfect knight.  Even his body was custom-made for charging around on horseback, slaying monsters.  Tall and broad-chested, with muscles that didn’t come from a gym.  His looks were so… gallant.  So heroic.  Such a shame that a dashing, valiant exterior was wasted on a complete asshole.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad

“The good news is, there is light at the end of the tunnel. The bad news is, there is no tunnel. SHIMON PERES”
― Deepak Malhotra, Negotiating the Impossible: How to Break Deadlocks and Resolve Ugly Conflicts

“The more you think of yourself as worthless, stupid, or ugly, the more you condition yourself to interpret life that way.”
― James Clear, Atomic Habits: An Easy & Proven Way to Build Good Habits & Break Bad Ones

“Breaking free from dead people’s opinions means recognizing our tendency to repeat patterns. Are we maintaining stereotypes or allowing freedom to live our best lives?"​​.”
― Runa Magnusdottir, The Story of Boxes, the Good, the Bad and the Ugly: The Secret to Human Liberation, Peace and Happiness

“We learn how to behave in society: what to believe and what not to believe; what is acceptable and what is not acceptable; what is good and what is bad; what is beautiful and what is ugly; what is right and what is wrong.”
― Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom

“The moment you become truly aware of your automatic behaviours, something magical is about to happen”
― Rúna Magnúsdóttir, The Story of Boxes, the Good, the Bad and the Ugly: The Secret to Human Liberation, Peace and Happiness

“opportunity for each person to share the good, the bad, and the ugly—how each person there had experienced this church, its leaders, its ministries, and more.”
― Chuck DeGroat, When Narcissism Comes to Church: Healing Your Community From Emotional and Spiritual Abuse

“She palpated the edges of the wound. “So, I’m like you…werewolf—no, lycan? Am I some sort of science experiment?”
He became utterly still, giving her a chance to see he wasn’t lying when he said this. “You’re not human. You have to remember this. I don’t know how one of us could ever believe otherwise, even if we lost our memory. Maybe if someone hypnotized you into believing yourself human, I could buy you not remembering. Knowing what you are is as basic as knowing how to walk. We are lycanthropes. Lycans.”
No one said anything for several long moments of silence. Even Flynn seemed to have stopped breathing from wherever he stood behind them. Flynn was probably looking at her again. Why did that make him want to punch his brother, whom he trusted with his life?
Skepticism laced her tone. “Can I change into a dog or something?”
“No. That’s a human urban myth. We do change to become stronger when necessary, like I did in the hangar. In our feral form, we can do many superhuman things, but it’s not an ugly creature covered in hair like in the movies. You almost did the shift at the club. It’s why I distracted you both times. You can’t do that in public.”
“You’re lycan, too, Flynn?” she asked. “Does that mean you both got bitten at the same time?”
“What?” Flynn shot a shocked glance at Roman. “Bitten? What the actual hell?”
“Chill. She’s got no clue,” Roman said in a calm tone.
“Of course I’m lycan.” At her skeptical eyebrow raise, Flynn groaned theatrically and rolled his eyes. “It’s genetic, not something like in the movies where a bite will turn you. I was born this way. My parents were 100 percent lycan, as were theirs. And yours. It’s a different species than humans.”
She asked, “Why do I believe so strongly I’m a person, that I’m human?”
Roman shrugged
“Superspeed healing?” She touched her side.
“The older we get, the more rapidly we heal. That speed means you must be at least fifty, maybe older.”
“How old are you?”
“A lot older.”
“You think I’m fifty? I look maybe early twenties.” She nibbled her lower lip. “How long do you…we live?”
Roman shrugged. “Centuries. I don’t know any that died of natural causes.”
“What about that spooky guy named Antonio? Is he like us?”
Both Roman and Flynn exchanged glances.
“You didn’t know what he was?” Flynn asked.
Roman said, “He’s a vampire, not exactly a friend of our species.” They had yet to pin down if Antonio was involved with the dealer who peddled black magic artifacts like the vial. But every time they found something deadly like it, he lurked about.
“Maybe that’s why I didn’t like him. Probably good I didn’t act on one of the five ways I envisioned he could die.”
He was staring at her.
“Yeah, probably smart,” he muttered.”
― Zoe Forward, Bad Moon Rising

“But family isn’t about the math. Or the logic. It’s about the things people do to and for each other in the name of love. The good, the bad, the sublime, the ugly.”
― ReGina Welling, All Spell is Breaking Loose

“God has always been with me through all the good, bad and ugly chapters of my life. Why would He leave me now?”
― Victoria Cline, Green Skies and Holy Whispers

“Is it not possible that conscious effort, forcefulness, and opposing action with the apparent natural world are all in fact natural parts of the natural world? In the context of Taoism, could working against the Dao merely be the Dao working against the Dao for the sake of its perpetuation? Perhaps a further step in the logical path of Taoism, and philosophies like it, involves an even greater surrender that doesn’t even permit one to choose or consider if they are surrendering or not. Rather, one is born into surrender. If in Taoism, the relationship of all things is a cooperative, unified whole, even when things appear in conflict, is not human and nature always in cooperation, even when they seem to oppose each other? If darkness creates light, silence creates sound, beauty creates ugliness, good creates bad, does not forcefulness create non-forcefulness? Does not man create nature? Does not consciousness create unconsciousness? Human is part and parcel of nature, and so, how could human act in any other way? How would manmade material or action ever not be natural? Of course, this is just one counter idea that stems from just one interpretation of an elusive mysterious Taoist idea. And to step back on it a little, there is no question that our conscious observations and logic do often fool us, and we are, in many cases, clearly deviating from what’s best when we force or strive for what we think is. Clearly, there are better ways for things to go, plenty of which would go better if we never got involved. Perhaps the only remaining questions are: when should we and when shouldn’t we? And how does one find out without screwing the whole thing up? Perhaps these questions miss the point. Perhaps the point ignores these questions. Of course, like all ideals of philosophy or religion, Taoism’s concepts are likely just that: ideals, ideals that are not without some level of contradiction or general incompleteness on their own. But regardless of this and the potential limits of its applicability, the concepts suggested by Taoism are nonetheless filled with rich insights that provide worthy useful counterweights to the more common, brutish way of mind and culture. The thinking that things must always be a different way, or must go one’s own way for it to be the right way, that there must always be some better ideal around the corner that isn’t or couldn’t be in this moment, right now; that one needs to seek and strive for what they already have and know.”
― Robert Pantano