#ember

Running on different types of racetracks is challenging - not only for the drivers, but even more for the team members who have to make adjustments to the cars before each race. ↗

— Michael Andretti

#cars #challenging #different #different types #drivers

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#lose #memories #remember #share #tales

People didn't make life, so they can't destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we can't touch the place life comes from. Whatever made the plants and animals and people spring up in the first place will always be there, and life will spring up again. ↗

— Jeanne DuPrau

#ember #life

I am sufficiently convinced already that the members of a profession know their own calling better than anyone else can know it. ↗

— Asa Gray

#am #anyone #better #calling #convinced

When I was a kid, I remember playing hockey outside and whenever you did, you thought about playing for Finland vs. Sweden. That's just the way it was. ↗

— Teemu Selanne

#did #finland #hockey #i #i remember

If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn't? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#jodi-picoult #loss #love #memory #plain-truth

Eventually I came across another passage. This is what it said: I am not commanding you, but I want to treat the sincerity of your love by comparing it to the earnestness of others. The words made me choke up again, and just as I was about to cry, the meaning of it suddenly became clear. God had finally answered me, and I suddenly knew what I had to do. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#love

As you know so well, the passage of time never really heals the tragic memory of such a great loss, but we carry on, because we have to, because our loved one would want us to, and because there is still light to guide us in the world from the love they gave us. ↗

— Edward Kennedy

#love

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#fall #november #october #seasons #dreams

Why should I care about you first kiss,' he said. 'You can kiss anyone you like. But sometimes if you wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#kissing #love #saturday #september #love