#age

Anyway, back to the crush. Sorry to shift gears so fast, but we both know why we're here. I mean, if I wanted to discuss the existential angst of motherhood I'd be writing in a journal. Diaries are for the down and dirty, the stuff you don't want people to ever find out about you. Journals are the things you leave open around the house, hoping a literary agent will wander in, read it and declare you the next genius of your age. ↗

— Lani Diane Rich

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People gave you a hard time about being a kid at twelve. They didn't want to give you Halloween candy anymore. They said things like, "If this was the Middle Ages, you'd be married and you'd own a farm with a million chickens on it." They were trying to kick you out of childhood. Once you were gone, there was no going back, so you had to hold on as long as you could. Marika was beckoning from the other side. ↗

— Heather O'Neill

#loss #age

One of the many troubles of growing older is that it gets progressively harder to find a famous historical figure who hadn't yet amounted to anything by the time he was your age. ↗

— Sebastian Horsley

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The book was thick and red. It was almost thicker than it was wide, a thickness that somehow enhanced its bookishness. It was - to me aged 12 - quite clearly more of a book than most, if not all, of the paperbacks untidily stacked on the shelves of my father's study. ↗

— Will Self

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That was why, later on, he began to lose interest in photography: first when colour took over, then when it became plain that the old magic of light-sensitive emulsions was waning, that to the rising generation the enchantment lay in a techne of images without substance, images that could flash through the ether without residing anywhere, that could be sucked into a machine and emerge from it doctored, untrue. He gave up recording the world in photographs then, and transferred his energies to saving the past. ↗

— J.M. Coetzee

#illusion #photography #age

The laziness of adolescence is a rehearsal for the incapacity of old age. ↗

— Idries Shah

#becoming #future #laziness #rehearsal #age

When did my youth slip away from me? I suddenly thought. It was over, wasn't it? Seemed just like yesterday I was still only half grown up. Huey Lewis and the News had a couple of hit songs then. Not so many years ago. And now here I was, inside a closed circuit, spinning my wheels. Knowing I wasn't getting anywhere but spinning just the same. I had to. Had to keep that up or I wouldn't be able to survive. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#realization #survival #age

There is nothing more naïve or less precious than an innocent child. Sadly though, the inevitable will happen, that child will grow older and with age comes awareness. They will learn that not every situation is within control, and that sometimes you lose. Darkness often rises and with it, good falls." -Seraphin Shedd, Memoir of a Mermaid Book #2 ↗

— Adrianna Stepiano

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Not to expose your true feelings to an adult seems to be instinctive from the age of seven or eight onwards. ↗

— George Orwell

#age #eight #expose #feelings #instinctive

I seem to walk on a transparent surface and see beneath me all the bones and wrecks and tentacles that will eventually claim me: in other words, old age, incapacity, loneliness, death of others & myself... ↗

— Philip Larkin

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