#cap

Murphy's law inverted: What can go right, will go right. ↗

— Saloma Miller Furlong

#coming-of-age #escape-from-the-amish #inspirational #memoir #age

You are aware of only one unrest; Oh, never learn to know the other! Two souls, alas, are dwelling in my breast, And one is striving to forsake its brother. Unto the world in grossly loving zest, With clinging tendrils, one adheres; The other rises forcibly in quest Of rarefied ancestral spheres. If there be spirits in the air That hold their sway between the earth and sky, Descend out of the golden vapors there And sweep me into iridescent life. Oh, came a magic cloak into my hands To carry me to distant lands, I should not trade it for the choicest gown, Nor for the cloak and garments of the crown. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#magic #spirit #unrest #world #life

A golden prince was easy to love if you did not have to watch him picking wings off flies. ↗

— S.U. Pacat

#laurent #love

I see myself capable of arrogance and brutality... That's a fierce thing, to discover within yourself that which you despise the most in others. ↗

— George Stevens

#brutality #capable #despise #discover #fierce

Certainly one of the more common experiences in the jazz field is discovering someone new. Improvising musicians are capable of being musical travelers, voyagers. We want to join in on whatever we hear. There is a freedom to wander the musical landscape. ↗

— Gary Burton

#capable #certainly #common #discovering #experiences

Mr. Lundberg: "I asked you for your position on capital punishment." Student: "Prone. ↗

— Kristin Hannah

#humor #love

When I was a child and teenager I read whenever I had the opportunity, but since then I've found it hard to read as much as I'd like, children, work, and pets all providing powerful incentives to escape into a book and a practical reason why I rarely do so. ↗

— Louise Brown

#child #children #escape #found #had

To exploit living labour, capital must destroy dead labour which is still useful. Loving to suck warm young blood, it kills corpses. ↗

— Amadeo Bordiga

#crisis #love

She was married, true; but if one's husband was always sailing round Cape Horn, was it marriage? If one liked him, was it marriage? If one liked other people, was it marriage? And finally, if one still wished, more than anything in the whole world, to write poetry, was it marriage? She had her doubts. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#sea-captain-husband #marriage

The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness. ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#belief #capable #every #evil #men