#aria

She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#death #emily-dickinson #rebirth #death

I will never be able to go back to Sweden without knowing inside myself that I'd done all a man could do to save as many Jews as possible ↗

— Raoul Wallenberg

#humanitarianism #the-holocaust #world-war-ii #courage

Wellness Salute! ↗

— SupaNova Slom

#exercise #fitness #health #holistic #military

I was vegetarian for a long time, and in the last four years I started eating chicken and fish. I feel like it really built up my strength a lot. ↗

— Laura Wilkinson

#chicken #eating #feel #fish #four

Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places. ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#death

You’re joining us for dinner, I hope?” asked his mom. She was small and brunette and vaguely mousy. “I guess?” I said. “I have to be home by ten. Also I don’t, um, eat meat?” “No problem. We’ll vegetarianize some,” she said. “Animals are just too cute?” Gus asked. “I want to minimize the number of deaths I am responsible for,” I said. Gus opened his mouth to respond but then stopped himself. ↗

— John Green

#vegetarianism #death

Just like old librarians, old coins are often more valuable than they appear at face value. ↗

— Kate Klise

#librarians #death

Perception can be one-sided or variant: "Glass half empty or half full." There usually is more than one way of perceiving. Thoroughly check your inner dialogue. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#empty #full #perception #quotes #recognition

He knows that there will be days ahead, long, tedious days which have no real beginning or ending, but which run together into night and out of it without changing color, or sound, or meaning. He will lie in his bed feeling the minutes and the hours pass through his body like an endless ribbon of pain because time becomes pain then. Light and darkness become pain; all his senses exist only to receive it, to transmit to his mind again and again, with ceaseless repetition, the simple fact that now he is dying. ↗

— Beryl Markham

#death #malaria #change

I waited for him to come out. He didn't. I considered going in after him, but knew the fact that I had readied myself to kill him did not mean that he had readied himself to die. ↗

— Derrick Jensen

#animals #death #duck #ducks #eating