#desi

Desire is half of life, indifference is half of death. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#desire #indifference #life #death

The desire for sudden change and the thought of their realization by force often appears among men like a disease and gains ground mainly in young brains; only these brains do not think as they should, do not amount to anything in the end and the heads that think thus do not remain long on their shoulders. For it is not human desires that dispose and administer the things of this world. Desire is like a wind, it sifts the dust from one place to another, sometimes darkens the whole horizon, but in the end calms down and leaves the old and eternal picture of the world. Lasting deeds are realized on this earth only by God’s will, and man is only His humble and blind tool. ↗

— Ivo Andrić

#god-s-will #great-deeds #change

Each day death corrodes what we call living, and life ceaselessly swallows our desire for the void. ↗

— Jindřich Štyrský

#desire #life #living #void #death

A bead of cold sweat dangled on my fingertip before dripping onto the doorbell. What if I got electrocuted from my wet fingers? I would die literally inches from my first high school party. And everyone would be like, oh, poor thing was so nervous, what a tragedy. Death by sweat. ↗

— Lindsey Leavitt

#death

I’m the thing you most desire, you represent the thing I least desire, death. It’s just the opposite of love. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#desire #love #death

You do not get what you wish for, unless it be known to the source of your desire. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#desires #fulfillment #hope #quotes #relationships

The life of a designer is a life of fight: fight against the ugliness. ↗

— Massimo Vignelli

#inspirational #design

Roxanne Archer designed her strategy like a four-star general—or a stalker. ↗

— Candace Schuler

#design

Good thing about hanging out with a pregnant woman: designated driver by default. ↗

— Amelia C. Gormley

#design

And I still say it was just a coincidence;' he muttered pugnaciously. 'You say it too! Look at me and say it! It was just a coincidence. That happened to be the nearest place on the dial where they both met exactly, those two hands. My blows dented them. They got stuck there just as the works died, that was all. Stay sane whatever you do. Say it over and over. It was just a coincidence!' Outside the tall French windows, in the velvety night-sky, the stars in all their glory twinkled derisively in at them. ("Speak To Me Of Death") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#curse #desitny #fate #sanity #death