#arte

Those whom nature destined to make her disciples have no need of teachers. Bacon, Descartes, Newton — these tutors of the human race had no need of tutors themselves, and what guides could have led them to those places where their vast genius carried them? Ordinary teachers could only have limited their understanding by confining it to their own narrow capabilities. With the first obstacles, they learned to exert themselves and made the effort to traverse the immense space they moved through. If it is necessary to permit some men to devote themselves to the study of the sciences and the arts, that should be only for those who feel in themselves the power to walk alone in those men's footsteps and to move beyond them. It is the task of this small number of people to raise monuments to the glory of the human mind. ↗

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

#descartes #genius #giants #newton #progress

She was not brokenhearted because the relationship had ended suddenly; she was brokenhearted because it had never truly ended. ↗

— Galt Niederhoffer

#ended #relationship #suddenly #truly #relationship

No, not really. But …” Okay, I couldn’t help but gloat a little. “She likes me.” Samedi didn’t even look at me. “Well of course, you’ve had that bloody uniform on all day. I was half ready to tell you how much I liked you. ↗

— Lia Habel

#dystopian #fiction #lia-habel #neo-victorian #paranormal

Remember the pain?' thought Artemis. I hate myself. I really do. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#paradox

Listen to me, goblin. You're stupid, let's accept that and move on. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#artemis #artemis-fowl #fowl #goblin #stupid

Zoe ordered the Hunters to start loading. She picked up her camping pack, and Apollo said, "Here, sweetheart. Let me get that." Zoe recoiled. Her eyes flashed murderously. "Brother," Artemis chided. "You do not help my Hunters. You do not look at, talk to, or flirt with my Hunters. And you do not call them sweetheart. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#artemis #zoe-nightshade #murder

A blank page is no empty space. It is brimming with potential... It is a masterpiece in waiting -- yours. ↗

— A.A. Patawaran

#getting-started #writing-craft #writing-craft

I tapped around on my new Miracle Phone—a gift from Joseph—as I listened to the discussion about our next move. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but I’d recently become addicted to this one game on my Miracle Phone. Really, I was listening. I could multitask like no other. Trust me, there’s an app for that. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fallen-legion #fantasy #fiction #gabriella-moretti #humor

Vlad made a sound too harsh to be a growl. "You won't be satisfied until you've brought me to my knees, is that it?" "Why not?" It shot out of me with all the recklessness of my still-broken heart. "You brought me to mine. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#vlad #broken-hearted-quotes

I wish I was a kid again, because skinned knees are easier to fix then broken hearts. ↗

— Anju

#broken-hearted-quotes