#differ

Here, her hand in mine was the one reality that severed us from the cold click-clack of Hell. I rubbed her hand and she sighed; wasn’t that meaning? Wasn’t that something we could cling to? I could be with this other. I could form no other relation, but maybe her hand in mine was enough, both sufficient and necessary. In Hell there was no sense of place, because all places were the same. Uniform monotony. A place without place. A place without context. But, here, now, I could rub her hand and she would sigh. She was a difference. Perhaps each person was the only difference in all these halls of unchanging ranks of books, kiosks, clocks, and carpet, and that, and that, at least, we had to hold to. ↗

— Steven L. Peck

#existence #hell #love #meaning #love

The days hardened with cold and boredom like last year's loaves of bread. One began to cut them with blunt knives without appetite, with a lazy indifference. ↗

— Bruno Schulz

#indifference #boredom

Nobody could understand why a guy would love his guitar, then all of a sudden turn around and try to destroy it. Jimi was just different. ↗

— Bobby Womack

#could #destroy #different #guitar #guy

When I saw the embryo, I suddenly realized there was such a small difference between it and my daughters. I thought, we can't keep destroying embryos for our research. There must be another way. ↗

— Shinya Yamanaka

#another way #between #daughters #destroying #difference

Applying different standards to al Qaeda does not abandon Geneva, but only recognizes that the U.S. faces a stateless enemy never contemplated by the Conventions. ↗

— John Yoo

#al #applying #contemplated #conventions #different

It was becoming more and more evident that Salem was a town that celebrated individuality, a real live-and-let-live kind of place. Melody felt a gut punch of regret. Her old nose would have fit in here. "Look!" She pointed at the multicolored car whizzing by. Its black door were from a Mercedes coupe, the white hood from a BMW; the silver trunk was Jaguar, the red convertible top was Lexus, the whitewall tires were Bentley, the sound system was Bose, and the music was classical. A hood ornament from each model dangled from the rear view mirror. Its license plate appropriately read MUTT. "That car looks like a moving Benton ad." "Or a pileup on Rodeo drive." Candace snapped a picture with her iPhone and e-mailed to her friends back home. They responded instantly with a shot of what they were doing. It must have involved the mall because Candace picked up her pace and began asking anyone under the age of fifty where the cool people hung out. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#differences #individual #new-town #plastic-surgery #regrets

They say philosophers and wise men are indifferent. Wrong. Indifference is a paralysis of the soul, a premature death. ↗

— Anton Chekhov

#philosophers #soul #wise #death

It’s hard to be different,” Scarborough said. “And perhaps the best answer is not to tolerate differences, not even to accept them. But to celebrate them. Maybe then those who are different would feel more loved, and less, well, tolerated. ↗

— Bill Konigsberg

#inspirational-attitude #attitude

There is nothing more beautiful than someone who goes out of their way to make life beautiful for others. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#beauty #helping-hand #helping-others #helping-people #inner-beauty

Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone's heart. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#being-kind #being-kind-to-others #building-people-up #changing-the-world #compassion