#ai

Success, after all, loves a witness, but failure can't exist without one. ↗

— Junot Díaz

#success #life

Fighting, laughing, loving or crying, if it was with him, I was where I wanted to be. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#romantic #beauty

After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#disease #doctors #life #medical-training #medicine

I want to see beauty. In the ugly, in the sink, in the suffering, in the daily, in all the days before I die, the moments before I sleep. ↗

— Ann Voskamp

#daily #die #life #live #moment

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all. ↗

— Libba Bray

#beauty

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been. ↗

— Aberjhani

#faith #healing #inner-peace #innocence #life-and-death

Eve hugged her, hard. “It’s beautiful,” she said. “What happened to the old frosting?” Shane, sitting at the table, raised his hand. “Took one for the team.” “Jesus, you ate it? All of it?” “Nah.” He held up the bowl that was sitting in front of him. There was still about half a cup left. “Couldn’t finish it all.” Eve blinked and looked at Claire, who shrugged and said, “I always thought he was sweet. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#eve-rosser #morganville-vampires #shane-collins #beauty

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator, then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose. ↗

— Charlie Chaplin

#additional #creator #does #explained #fulfilled

I never do anything for money; I get paid a lot of money as a by-product. ↗

— Alan Dershowitz

#by-product #get #i #lot #money

Sharp knives seemed to cut her delicate feet, yet she hardly felt them, so deep was the pain in her heart. She could not forget that this was the last night she would ever see the one for whom she had left her home and family, had given up her beautiful voice, and had day by day endured unending torment, of which he knew nothing at all. An eternal night awaited her. ↗

— Hans Christian Andersen

#beauty