#end

Friendship is not a gift, but is the result of hard work. ↗

— Myles Munroe

#dating

My greatest friend is truth. ↗

— Beth Fantaskey

#truth #dating

A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government. It can only exist until the voters discover that they can vote themselves largesse from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising the most benefits from the public treasury with the result that a democracy always collapses over loose fiscal policy, always followed by a dictatorship. The average age of the world's greatest civilizations has been 200 years. These nations have progressed through this sequence: From bondage to spiritual faith; From spiritual faith to great courage; From courage to liberty; From liberty to abundance; From abundance to selfishness; From selfishness to apathy; From apathy to dependence; From dependence back into bondage. ↗

— Alexander Fraser Tytler

#federal-spending #fiscal-policy #age

Online dating,” he mumbled dryly. “Oh, like before? That makes sense then. It’s actually kind of sweet you still have each other through all this craziness.” It was like an ah-ha moment. They were gay. “I was kidding,” his eyes snapped up to mine again and flashed with annoyance. “I’m not judging you,” I quickly said. “I think it’s great. Seriously!” “We’re not gay,” he growled. “We’re brothers. ↗

— Rachel Higginson

#reagan #dating

(In a letter to colonel Robert Green Ingersoll's granddaughter) I was the friend of your immortal grandfather and I loved him truly… the name of Ingersoll is revered in our home, worshipped by us all, and the date of birth is holy in our calendar. ↗

— Eugene Victor Debs

#immortal #letter #respect #reverence #robert-g-ingersoll

All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But... I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#gender-roles #death

It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#ending #sad #violin #death

Time that withers you will wither me. We will fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let me lie beside you watching the clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#friendship #time #death

For the friendship of two, the patience of one is required. ↗

— Indian proverb

#friendship

There it was, Eve supposed. There was the answer to why people got tangled up with people. Because when you were down, when you were wallowing, someone you mattered to would ask if you were okay. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#friendship #death