#bi

One never stops climbing, Julie, unless he wants to stop and vegetate. There’s always something just ahead. ↗

— Irene Hunt

#journey #life #pursuit #striving #life

Consciousness is the chronic pain of life, and all higher organisms suffer it every waking moment. ↗

— David Marusek

#biology #consciousness #sentience #life

A brick could be dropped at the feet of your enemy, as a gift, as an insult, as a way of saying “I’ll tear down the wall between us—and tear down the walls of your life.” Then you might try offering him a cheese sandwich.
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— Jarod Kintz

#brick-and-blanket-iq-test #brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #funny

You must have been working very hard here, with so few distractions.” Mary’s eyes darkened and she looked away. “Not quite as much as I hoped for. At times the loneliness and the unanswered questions can get overwhelming, like very loud voices echoing inside my head, just asking ‘why’ ‘who’ and making me think about my wasted life. ↗

— Olga Núñez Miret

#fbi #police-procedural #psychiatry #rape #serial-killer

She found herself wondering at what point in her life she had ceased to be Gulliver and had become the strings holding him to the ground. ↗

— Erica Bauermeister

#gulliver #responsibility #life

In fact, it's true throughout all of Scripture....Following Jesus isn't something you can do at night where no one notices. It's a twenty-four-hour-a-day commitment that will interfere with your life. That's not the small-print--that's a guarantee. ↗

— Kyle Idleman

#christianity #life

There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love. ↗

— Christopher Morley

#books #love

And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#humanity #love

When you love someone, truly love them, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt-you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling-like having your heart carved out. ↗

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

#devil #may #vulnerability #love

He was the toast to her butter. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#love #love