#belong

The Resistance is a moral certainty, not a poetic one. The true poet never uses words in order to punish someone. His judgment belongs to a creative order; it is not formulated as a prophetic scripture. ↗

— Salvatore Quasimodo

#certainty #creative #formulated #his #judgment

Stills belong in the lobby, not on the screen. ↗

— William Wyler

#lobby #screen #stills

When i write, i'm capable of having a girl of my dreams. She may not be perfect, but she's mine. And i'm her role model for God. ↗

— Ariel Seraphino

#girl-of-my-dreams #god #relationships #writing #dreams

Through our maps, we willingly become a part of their boundaries. If our home is included, we feel pride, perhaps familiarity, but always a sense that this is ours. If it is not, we accept our roles as outsiders, though we may be of the same mind and culture. In this way, maps can be dangerous and powerful tools. ↗

— Debbie Lee Wesselmann

#home #inspirational #maps #home

The burden of intelligence: you can always imagine all those wonderful places where you can never belong. ↗

— Robert Reed

#burden #intelligence #imagination

The fact is, that for the Huichol, and for all those who refuse, who are in flight, words and things are precisely what language does not speak about. Language is a natural act which implies belonging. He who exists, speaks. He who does not speak, does not exist. He has no place in the world. The Huichol language is Huichol to the same degree as the Huichol earth, the Huichol sky, religion, tattooing, dress, the peyoteros' hat. It is not enough to pronounce the syllables of the Huichol language to be Huichol. That is obvious. ↗

— J.M.G. Le Clézio

#belonging #culture #language #other #nature

Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy, while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy. ↗

— Aristotle

#allow #base #belongs #both #does

The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows. ↗

— Gaston Bachelard

#belong #body #does #inn #morning

My difficulties belong to me! ↗

— Alfred Adler

#difficulties #me

Prior to an individual's encounter with the love of God at a particular time in history, however, there has to be another, more fundamental and archetypal encounter, which belongs to the conditions of possibility of the appearance of divine love to man. ↗

— Hans Urs von Balthasar

#appearance #archetypal #belongs #conditions #divine