“Has Orc shown up here?” But neither Caine nor Diana answered. Both were staring at Drake, who sauntered toward them, all his cockiness restored, no longer the ragged scarecrow who had wept when he saw the melted stump of his hand lying on the tile floor. “Drake,” Caine said. “We thought you were dead.”
“I’m back,” Drake said. “And better than ever.”
The red tentacle unwrapped itself from around his waist, like a python releasing its victim.
“Like it, Diana?” Drake asked.
The arm, that impossible bloodred snake, coiled above Drake’s head, swirled, writhed. And then, so fast that the human eye could barely register the movement, it snapped like a bullwhip.
The sound was a loud crack. A mini–sonic boom.
Diana cried out in pain. Stunned, she stared at the cut in her blouse and the trickle of red from her shoulder.
“Sorry,” Drake said with no attempt at sincerity. “I’m still working on my aim.”
“Drake,” Caine said and, despite the blood, despite Diana’s wound, he grinned. “Welcome back.”
“I brought some help,” Drake said. He extended his left hand, and Caine shook it awkwardly with his right. “So. When do we go take down Sam Temple?”
“God gave us the church to arm us with help and strength”
“Das Proletariat ist ein Interessenverband. [...] Dass ihr euer Recht wollt, ist eure Pflicht. Und ich bin euer Freund, denn wir haben denselben Feind, weil ich die Gerechtigkeit liebe. Ich bin euer Freund, obwohl ihr darauf pfeift. Aber, mein Herr, auch wenn Sie an die Macht kommen, werden die Ideale der Menschheit im Verborgenen sitzen und weiterweinen. Man ist noch nicht gut und klug, bloß weil man arm ist.”
Source: Fabian: die Geschichte eines Moralisten
“Ich habe arm angefangen, ich war später ein reicher Mann, ich bin jetzt wieder ein armer Teufel, es spielt keine Rolle. Wie's kommt, wird's gefressen, Ob mich die Sonne auf meiner Terrasse in Leoni bescheint oder hier auf dem Kreuzberg, das ist mir so egal wie der Sonne.”
Source: Fabian: die Geschichte eines Moralisten
“The head of the physical rests in the arms of the spiritual.”
Source: The Oneironaut’s Diary
“I believe in your ability to heal, grow, and live as your full, true self. It doesn’t matter where you’ve been or what you’re going through right now.”
Source: The Therapist’s Handbook for LGBTQ+: A NeuroFlex ACT Guide for LGBTQ+ Individuals, Families, and Friends to Thrive with Authenticity
“Wer arm ist, braucht keine Angst vor Dieben haben.”
Source: Wenn das Glück kommt, muss man ihm einen Stuhl hinstellen
“When strolling around a city center hospital for fun, it is good to put a bandage on your arm and carry prescription medication so they think you are a patient.”
“Vermogend of arm, hartelijkheid kost geen cent.”
Source: Halt Brasil Zusterlief: De dromen van een gringo
“What my wife desires--and what you should have guessed, had you paid attention--is bookcases. And books, of course, to fill them. Not more decorations or useless items. She wants books.”
Source: My Lady Jane