#ark

Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the Earth. ↗

— Raymond Carver - from his grave marker

#life

Essentially, love is the Donnie Darko of feelings: Anyone who brags, "I, like, totally get it man," is either full of crap or really, really high (or they watched the commentary on the DVD). ↗

— Andrea Lavinthal

#donnie-darko #feelings #love #life

If my name were Mark Twain, I’d write under the pseudonym “Samuel Clemens. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#pseudonym #writing #life

It goes so fast, he thought, they don't tell you that, how fast it goes... ↗

— S.E. Hinton

#classic #dark #emotional #life #mental-hospital

He parks in the far corner of the lot, explaining that it is more logical to do this and then walk for fifteen seconds than it is to spend fifteen minutes looking for a closer space. ↗

— Neal Stephenson

#parking #life

Photo is confined to borders by all side, but memory zeal out to extend happiness even to the darkest corner of your life. a good snapshot bring out colour in your life. ↗

— Manish Kathuria

#darkness #memory #photo #zeal #life

If you hold a cat by the tail, you learn things you can't learn any other way.--Mark Twain ↗

— Tony-Paul de Vissage

#knowledge #learning #life #mark-twain #life

From his vantage, three steps back and to the right, Tallow could see Rosato's eye a good five inches outside Rosato's head and still attached to his eye socket by a mess of red worms. In that single second, Tallow abstractedly realized that in his last moment of life, James Rosato could see his killer from two different angles. ↗

— Warren Ellis

#life

It was dark now, and broodingly sluggish. Like something supine waiting to spring, with just the tip of its tail twitching. Leaves stood still on the trees. An evil green star glinted in the black sky like a hostile eye, like an evil spying eye. ("For The Rest Of Her Life") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#evil #night #omen #ominous #star

This life is a shadowy thing, lad. We live in a crowded space of lights and shadows, and when left to ourselves, we all too often fail to see the brightest light of all. ↗

— James Michael Pratt

#light #shadows #life