#ear

I have loved and lost in so many different ways. And I have died endless deaths… So when I ask myself, the question today, who am I? My answer is…I do not know. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#loss #love #death

In the end, it is our defiance that redeems us. If wolves had a religion – if there was a religion of the wolf – that it is what it would tell us. ↗

— Mark Rowlands

#defiance #heart #inspiring #learning #philosophy

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death. ↗

— Nancy Werlin

#heart #humanity #life #music #death

Charles de Foucauld, the found of the Little Brothers of Jesus, wrote a single sentence that's ahad a profound impact on my life. He said, "The one thing we owe absolutely to God is never to be afraid of anything." Never to be afraid of anything, even death, which, after all, is but that final breakthrough into the open, waiting, outstretched arms of Abba. ↗

— Brennan Manning

#fear #god #jesus #death

Science is an attempt, largely successful, to understand the world, to get a grip on things, to get hold of ourselves, to steer a safe course. Microbiology and meteorology now explain what only a few centuries ago was considered sufficient cause to burn women to death. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#learning #science #death

Today is yesterday's victory, yesterday is tomorrow's conquest, and tomorrow is today's war. Though I face death, I am not fearsome. ↗

— Nadège Richards

#conquest #death #fear #hope #love

My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath. ↗

— Stevie Smith

#my-heart-was-full #poetry #death

I had you pictured dead in a pool of blood in front of the fireplace. And now you show up alive, and I want to kill you myself. (Zack) ↗

— Jennifer Crusie

#death

At the sound of my name, those two worlds on either side of me collide, and my lips meet his. Time ceases to exist, and so, apparently does any logic that my mind is hanging on to. Logic would say that this is insane; every other fibre of my being says it's right. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#logic-of-heart #love #romance #time #death

I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death. ↗

— Roman Payne

#beauty #beauty-in-literature #beauty-in-nature #bed #death