#ado

So the first step out of childhood is made all at once, without looking before or behind, without caution, and nothing held in reserve. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#childhood #coming-of-age #earthsea #age

You understand. I don't know. I am not sure how I would feel in your shoes. My mother wanted me. ↗

— Donna K. Childree

#adventure-stories #coming-of-age-novel #the-wayward-gifted #age

The Biblical account describing God as an eagle teaching his eaglets to fly is exactly the process readers go through as they work through the chapters of this book. "Like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them on its pinions." Deut. 32:11 ↗

— Beth Willis Miller

#eagle-s-wings #age

Moses had yet to learn about El-Olam, God of eternity, or God, the Everlasting One. His sovereignty extends through the passing of time and beyond our ability to see or understand. Moses would have to learn to trust in God's sovereign plan in allowing his life to be touched by adoption. (from Under His Wings: Healing Truth for Adoptees of All Ages) ↗

— Beth Willis Miller

#god-s-sovereignty #age

Paradoxically though it may seem, it is none the less true that life imitates art far more than art imitates life. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#life #paradox #art

This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art. ↗

— Salvador Dalí

#dali #modern #salvador #tragedy #art

A tree growing out of the ground is as wonderful today as it ever was. It does not need to adopt new and startling methods. ↗

— Robert Henri

#does #ever #ground #growing #methods

Millions of couples out there practiced the art of sadomasochism every day, without even realizing it. They went to work, came back, complained about everything, insulted their wife or were insulted by her, felt wretched, but were, nonetheless, tightly bound to their own unhappiness, not realizing that all it would take was a single gesture, a final goodbye, to free them from that oppression. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#limits #oppression #sadomasochism #sex #sexuality

There is a curious paradox that no one can explain. Who understands the secret of the reaping of the grain? Who understands why Spring is born out of Winter’s laboring pain, or why we must all die a bit before we grow again? I do not know the answer; I merely know it’s true. I hurt them for that reason, and myself a little bit too. ↗

— Tom Jones

#paradox #the-fantasticks #music

America, I don't think you can change history." All the same, his expression looked hopeful. "Sure we can. Besides, who'd ever know about it but you and me? ↗

— Kiera Cass

#foreshadowing #maxon #change