#dan

Disco's are tricky. You look a total wally if you dance too early but after one crucial song tips the disco over, you look a sad saddo if you don't. ↗

— David Mitchell

#disco #humor #music #music

Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character, and passions, his mistakes, and weaknesses."--Democritus An Abundance of Katherines---John Green ↗

— John Green

#nature

Rule #1 in the Universe: the crap always hits the fan. It's the nature of crap. It's a fan magnet. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#iced #nature

A female ship should slowly go to dock when she sees a male harbour, for this is the most natural thing to do! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#nature

Parents had some kind of sin radar, Claire thought. They always called when you were in the middle of something you just knew they'd consider wrong. Or at least risky. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#eve-rosser #michael-glass #parents #reba #shane-collins

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance. ↗

— Henry Miller

#anyone #belief #destiny #enough #great

The laws of physics is the canvas God laid down on which to paint his masterpiece ↗

— Dan Brown

#dan-brown #physics #religion #religion

Art always springs from a surplus of life ↗

— Marty Rubin

#art #excess #art

Dancing Towards Bethlehem If there is only enough time in the final minutes of the 20th century for one last dance I would like to be dancing it slowly with you, say, in the ballroom of a seaside hotel. My palm would press into the small of your back as the past hundred years collapsed into a pile of mirrors or buttons or frivolous shoes, just as the floor of the 19th century gave way and disappeared in a red cloud of brick dust. There will be no time to order another drink or worry about what was never said, not with the orchestra sliding into the sea and all our attention devoted to humming whatever it was they were playing. ↗

— Billy Collins

#romantic

drugged to sleep by repetition of the diurnal round, the monotonous sorrow of the finite, within       I am awake repairing in dirt the frayed immaculate thread forced by being to watch the birth of suns ↗

— Frank Bidart

#consolation #mundane-life #art