“The need to justify and its sister frailty, the need to boast, were lethal weaknesses in SOE.”
Source: Between Silk and Cyanide: A Codemaker's War, 1941-1945
“There were only three things which SOE's agents could anticipate with confidence. That their parachutes would open, that their L-tablets would kill them, and that their messages from London would be accurately encoded.”
Source: Between Silk and Cyanide: A Codemaker's War, 1941-1945
“The bloody-minded resilience with which they responded to disasters, especially those of their own making, their determination to liberate their territories no matter what, had been my first glimpse of what would one day be known as the Spirit of Resistance.”
Source: Between Silk and Cyanide: A Codemaker's War, 1941-1945
“Consistency is not born from control but from clarity, and every clear process is an SOP waiting to be written.”
Source: Standard Operating Excellence: The Complete Guide to Building, Implementing, and Mastering SOPs
“There will always be a just fight and a cause to die for.”
Source: Carnival
“It was like that with Rosa now. He spent all of his time squelching his thoughts, tamping down his feelings. There was an ache in the hinge of his jaw.”
Source: The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
“Henri tried to reply, but only snorts would come out.”
Source: Henri and the Magnificent Snort : A Children's Book about Bullying, Belonging, and Love
“You're more dramatic than I am, and that's saying something.”
Source: The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding
“Except that it was not fog but a body forming before her eyes out of a stream reflecting golden sunlight, a yellow checkered tablecloth, and the bones of two hundred goldfinches.
Donkey forgot how to breathe. She opened the door wider and in doing so somehow flipped the contents of the hot pan onto the porch planks. Now the figure was fully conjured, tipping back in the chair, as Donkey was forbidden to do. There was Rose Thorn with her bare brown feet resting on the table, legs crossed at her slender ankles, her hands clasped behind her head, shiny hair as windblown as feathers. All around her, in the mid-morning haze, golden light fingered upward. Rosie was as perfect as a perfect number with all her factors adding up to make the sum of her, and the whole day felt fresh and breezy.”
Source: The Waters
“I learned that love can transcend race and time, and that it can be beautiful and perfect and worth fighting for but also fragile and heartbreaking, and sometimes sacrifice is necessary. That sometimes it’s you against the world, and there are no easy answers. That you have to know when to hold on…and when to let go.”
Source: The Iron Queen