#ak

Mistakes are a part of being human. Precious life lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it's a fatal mistake, which, at least, others can learn from. ↗

— Al Franken

#error #humanity #lessons #mistakes #education

Must have been some kind a nightmare.” “Yeah,” I answer, my usual calm, vacant voice returning. “Can’t wait to wake up. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#dream #k-a-tucker #nightmare #sleep #ten-tiny-breaths

Listen to God with a broken heart. He is not only the doctor who mends it, but also the father who wipes away the tears. ↗

— Criss Jami

#broken-hearts #comforting #crying #doctor #father

From day one it was like society was this violent, complicated dance and everybody had taken lessons but me. Knocked to the floor again, climbing to my feet each time, bloody and humiliated. Always met with disapproving faces, waiting for me to leave so I'd stop fucking up the party. The wanted to push me outside, where the freaks huddled in the cold. Out there with the misfits, the broken, the glazed-eye types who can only watch as the normals enjoy their shiny new cars and careers and marriages and vacations with the kids. The freaks spend their lives shambling around, wondering how they got left out, mumbling about conspiracy theories and bigfoot sightings. Their encounters with the world are marked by awkward conversations and stifled laughter, hidden smirks and rolled eyes. And worst of all, pity. ↗

— David Wong

#loners #misfits #outcasts #marriage

It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#deduction #information #mistake #theories #theory

A mud-stained sunlight began to splatter the sodden fields, and the hateful, nasal world of birds began to come to life. It seemed to me that I was coming out of a suffocating nightmare and that the low clouds flying before the wind were the shreds of an evil dream. ↗

— Blaise Cendrars

#dark #imagery #inversion #dreams

never believe that you are anything less then extraordinary. ↗

— Kaiden Blake

#inspirational #kaiden-blake #spirituality-of-imperfection #dreams

I wake up exhausted it's not morning. It's back to sleep to re-dream me. We're alone and we're happy. But there you are, angry with me ↗

— Tegan Quin

#happy #sara-quin #tegan-and-sara #tegan-quin #wake-up-exhausted

He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasn’t easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#baaabies #kissing #making-out #sydney-sage #balance

At first he didn't know where he was, whose voice it was. He must have been asleep. And waking suddenly, like that, you woke in a thousand different places that you'd never been. ↗

— Rupert Thomson

#dreams #wake #dreams