#eat

Subject to the law(s) of nature, hate is born to die ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#emotions #energy #force #hate #nature

What does one do with experience? Do we react negatively, or do we (pro)create from the space of positivity? ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#creativity #experience #life #quotes-to-live-by #reaction

When you love someone without hesitation, nothing can stop it. Well, let’s not include the death. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#hesitation #love #death

Pilfering was common in Communist China’s state-owned enterprises, as the Party secretaries were slack in guarding properties that belonged to the government and poorly paid workers felt it fair compensation for their low pay. The practice was so widespread that it was an open secret. The workers joked about it and called it "Communism," which in Chinese translation means "sharing property." Pg. 390 ↗

— Nien Cheng

#communism #corruption #looting #mao #death

Often, on the brink of finding the recipe for immortality, I get distracted by the frightful presence of death. ↗

— Héctor Abad Faciolince

#fear #immortality #recipes #death

Karsky: I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing? Hugo: No. Karsky: It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death. Hugo: It is virtually certain that he is responsible for my life. We are even. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#life #responsibility #death

EVE: I have work to do. ROARKE: I know but it can wait. I have something to show you. EVE: In the bedroom? She looks Roarke up and down. I've seen it. It's nice I might take time to play with it later. ROARKE: You're to good to me. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#roarke #death

Americans had to tie every radical aspiration into a puritanical knot. ↗

— Susie Bright

#death

Beyond the curve of his days he glimpsed neither superhuman happiness nor eternity--happiness was human, eternity ordinary. ↗

— Albert Camus

#happiness #human #death

We would not wake up from this nightmare to find out it was someone's real life, and for once that someone wasn't just a poor unlucky nobody in a shack you could forget about. It was our life, the only one we were going to have. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#death