#doom

Blanket objection is not very reasonable to me - any effort to control scientific advances is doomed to fail. ↗

— Joseph Murray

#any #blanket #control #doomed #effort

Not all is doom and gloom. We are beginning to understand the natural world and are gaining a reverence for life - all life. ↗

— Roger Tory Peterson

#beginning #doom #gaining #gloom #life

Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it ↗

— Sara Shepard

#past

Feminism is doomed to failure because it is based on an attempt to repeal and restructure human nature. ↗

— Phyllis Schlafly

#based #because #doomed #failure #feminism

И все по-ясно виждам, че нашият свят ще загине от алчността си. ↗

— Димитър Димов

#death #dimitar #dimov #doom #greed

When God grabs you by the scruff of the neck then although theoretically you have a freedom to say 'no', in another sense, actually, you can't say no because it's like Jeremiah. 'God, you have cheated me. You called me to be a prophet against the people that I love, and all that I proclaim is words of doom and judgement.' And yet if I say "I will shut up", I can't. ↗

— Desmond Tutu

#doom #judgement #prophecy #rebellion #speaking-up

Thank God for imminent doomsday. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#doomsday #humor #humor

In theory, sure, Gregor could still go home. Pack up his three-year-old sister, Boots, get his mom out of the hospital, where she was recovering from the plague, and have his bat, Ares, fly them back up to the laudry room of their appartment building in New York City. Ares, his bond, who saved his life numerous times and who had had nothing but suffering since he had met Gregor. He tried to imagine the parting. "Well, Ares, it's been great. I'm heading home now. I know by leaving I'm completely dooming to annihilation everbody who's helped me down here, but I'm really not up for this whole war thing anymore. So, fly you high, you know?" Like that would ever happen. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#responsibility #risking-your-life #war #imagination

...the monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses. For some reason or other man looks for the miracle, and to accomplish it he will wade through blood. He will debauch himself with ideas, he will reduce himself to a shadow if for only one second of his life he can close his eyes to the hideousness of reality. Everything is endured- disgrace, humiliation, poverty, war, crime, ennui- in the belief that overnight something will occur, a miracle, which will render life tolerable. And all the while a meter is running inside and there is no hand that can reach in there and shut it off. ↗

— Henry Miller

#inspirational #inspirational

For a hundred years or more the world, our world, has been dying. And not one man, in these last hundred years or so, has been crazy enough to put a bomb up the asshole of creation and set it off. The world is rotting away, dying piecemeal. But it needs the coup de grace, it needs to be blown to smithereens. Not one of us is intact, and yet we have in us all the continents and the seas between the continents and the birds of the air. We are going to put it down ― the evolution of this world which has died but which has not been buried. ↗

— Henry Miller

#inspirational #inspirational