#bernard

Death, my son, is a good thing for all men; it is the night for this worried day that we call life. It is in the sleep of death that finds rest for eternity the sickness, pain, desperation, and the fears that agitate, without end, we unhappy living souls. ↗

— Bernardin de Saint-Pierre

#death #desperation #french-literature #life #paul-et-virginie

If an imaginative boy has a sufficiently rich mother who has intelligence, personal grace, dignity of character without harshness, and a cultivated sense of the best art of her time to enable her to make her house beautiful, she sets a standard for him against which very few women can struggle, besides effecting for him a disengagement of his affections, his sense of beauty, and his idealism from his specifically sexual impulses. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#motherhood #pygmalion #shaw #imagination

There is never but one pleasant side to this human life. Like the globe on which we turn, our own rapid rotation is but one day, and a part of this day cannot receive light, so that the other part will not be delivered into darkness. ↗

— Bernardin de Saint-Pierre

#french-novel #paul-and-virginie #paul-et-virginie #life

Bernard always had a few prayers in the hall and some whiskey afterwards as he was rather pious. ↗

— Daisy Ashford

#always #bernard #few #had #hall

With Hitchcock I had little relationship. I was called to replace Bernard Herrmann, his favorite composer, in Torn Curtain, after the bitter fight between them. ↗

— Maurice Jarre

#bernard #between #bitter #called #composer

I have a St. Bernard named B. ↗

— Heather O'Rourke

#i #named

I pretend something scary is in front of me. ↗

— Heather O'Rourke

#i #named

I read mysteries like Nancy Drew and Alfred Hitchcock, and I swim and I ride my motorbike. ↗

— Heather O'Rourke

#i #named

This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#life

Now to sum it up,' said Bernard. 'Now to explain to you the meaning of my life. Since we do not know each other (though I met you once I think, on board a ship going to Africa), we can talk freely. The illusion is upon me that something adheres for a moment, has roundness, weight, depth, is completed. This, for the moment, seems to be my life. If it were possible, I would hand it you entire. I would break it off as one breaks off a bunch of grapes. I would say, "Take it. This is my life. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

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