#be

Bullshit makes the flowers grow and that is beautiful ↗

— Malaclypse the Younger

#lie #lies #beauty

all theories like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but believe is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the mockingbird wish us luck. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#fire #luck #poem #quote #beauty

Beauty isn’t physical — it’s an reflection of what’s on the inside. ↗

— Laurie Buchanan

#physical-appearance #reflection #beauty

you put the seat down to piss, don't you?" I asked, grinning. "Nah. Don't like getting my dick wet. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#beauty

I tried to find a way to go on. I could see familiar traces of the path that was my life, but there was always the wall behind me. Do you know what I mean? First you try and climb, pretending it never happened, but it's too tall. Then you try to go around, thinking you can fix it, but it is too far. Then, in frustration, you beat on it with your hands, but it does nothing, so you tire and sit down and just stare at it. You stare because you can't bring yourself to walk away. Walking away means that you're giving up, abandoning them. "There is no way back. There is only forward. It's impossible to imagine there's any reason to move ahead, but that isn't the real reason you give up. The real fear--the terror that keeps you rooted--is that you might be wrong." --Myron, Monk of Maribor ↗

— Michael J. Sullivan

#inspirational #myron #riyria #sad #beauty

The siren soared again, closer at hand, and then, with no anticipatory roar and clamour, a dark and sinuous body curved into view against the shadows far down the high-banked track, and with no sound but the rush of the cleft wind and the clock like tick of the rails, moved towards the bridge - it was an electric train. Above the engine two vivid blurs of blue light formed incessantly a radiant crackling bar between them, which, like a spluttering flame in a lamp beside a corpse, lit for an instant the successive rows of trees and caused Gloria to draw back instinctively to the far side of the road. The light was tepid - the temperature of warm blood... The clicking blended suddenly with itself in a rush of even sound, and then, elongating in sombre elasticity, the thing roared blindly by her and thundered onto the bridge, racing the lurid shaft of fire it cast into the solemn river alongside. Then it contracted swiftly, sucking in its sound until it left only a reverberant echo, which died upon the farther bank. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#beauty

More polar bears live in Canada than in the rest of the world combined, which raises the question, Why the hell did we choose the beaver as our national emblem? We could have had Nanuk of the North, Lord of the Arctic, as our symbol. Instead we got stuck with Squirrelly McTeeth. Sheesh. ↗

— Will Ferguson

#humour #beauty

I'm so tired of people who can't be honest. "Beauty is on the inside" Really?? Then why do rich guys & successful guys always end up with beautiful women but they have lousy personalities?. ↗

— Colin Cowherd

#lies #truth #truth-telling #beauty

I am a beautiful and intelligent woman. Anything I touch will turn to gold. ↗

— Jeyn Roberts

#beauty

If you want to create a masterpiece, you must always avoid beautiful lies. ↗

— Jerzy Grotowski

#beauty #masterpiece #theater #art