#ending

Wisdom is nothing more than the marriage of intelligence and compassion. And, as with all good unions, it takes much experience and time to reach its widest potential. Have you introduced your intellect to your compassion yet? Be careful; lately, intellect has taken to eating in front of the TV and compassion has taken in too many cats. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#blending #compassion #compassionate #intelligence #intelligent

Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent me. ↗

— Anatole France

#lending #library #library

When good people consider you the bad guy, you develop a heart to help the bad ones. You actually understand them. ↗

— Criss Jami

#bad-people #compassion #compassionate #comprehend #comprehending

There are two ways to conquer and enslave a country. One is by the sword. The other is by debt. ↗

— John Adams

#fiscal-policy #national-debt #nationalism

Charity is no part of the legislative duty of the government. ↗

— James Madison

#government-spending #charity

I felt Brighton was a perfect ending to a really interesting career. ↗

— Harold Budd

#career #ending #felt #i #interesting

Just that maybe … maybe you don’t want to change the story, because you don’t know what a different ending holds. ↗

— Ann Voskamp

#ending #story #change

Once someone dreams a dream, it can't just drop out of existence. But if the dreamer can't remember it, what becomes of it? It lives on in Fantastica, deep under earth. There are forgotten dreams stored in many layers. The deeper one digs, the closer they are. All Fantastica rests on a foundation of forgotten dreams. ↗

— Michael Ende

#dreams

A few weeks ago I had a dream. I dreamed I was back at the house, in the red room, reading my microeconomics textbook. Maddy outside playing with Hope, and Agnes was preparing dinner. It was just like old times. I was elated. I knew all along that they weren't really dead. It was all just a terrible mistake. Maddy joined me in the library. Strangely, she didn't smell like anything. Not her usual crème brulee or green apples or candy. That's when I realized she was dead, though I didn't know I was dreaming. She apologized for everything and then proceeded to explain why things had turned out the way they had. Her story made complete sense. It was what I needed to hear. Finally I had an answer. Finally I could let go. And then she vanished When I woke up, in a pool of sweat, I couldn't remember a thing Maddy had said. ↗

— Katherine Easer

#death #hope #spoiler #understanding #death

Goods move in response to price differences from points of low to points of higher price, the movement tending to obliterate the price difference and come to rest. ↗

— Frank Knight

#difference #differences #goods #higher #low