#epic

Don't cry my son Don't cry, because life is a redeemed fight Life is a fight that will demean the weak person And will always exalt the strong ones ↗

— Gonçalves Dias

#inspirational-attitude #values-in-life #attitude

The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose in the Mountains of Mist. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#opening-lines #age

It will begin with the six who now tread the streets of a city where the stone pinnacle erects like a reed amongst long grass. Where a bridge expands across a gorge, drifts a cloud buzzing with a million stings. There, these six shall bleed. There, these six shall die, and like a plague shall spread the wings that carry the cloud till they consume the city, and with it, the strength that fuels all of your lives. Farewell, children of the new world, and may your deaths be swift. ↗

— Najeev Raj Nadarajah

#dreamweaver #dystopian #dystopian-fiction #epic-fantasy #fantasy

aaron would not come out aaron entered into agony. ↗

— William Goldman

#epic #manhattan #stagpole #dreams

We must not believe the many, who say that only free people ought to be educated, but we should rather believe the philosophers who say that only the educated are free. ↗

— Epictetus

#education

In any war, there are calms between storms. There will be days when we lose faith. Days when our allies turn against us...but the day will never come that we forsake this planet and its people. ↗

— Optimus Prime

#epicness #inspirational #faith

You mean,” said Caspian, “that we might be just–well, poured over it?” “Yes, yes,” cried Repicheep, clapping his paws together. “That’s how I’ve always imagined it–the World is like a great round table and the waters of all the oceans endlessly pouring over the edge. The ship will tip up–stand on her head–for one moment we shall see over the edge– and then, down, down, the rush, the speed– ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#reepicheep #the-edge-of-the-world #the-voyage-of-the-dawn-treader #imagination

Those around you can have their novellas, sweet, their short stories of cliché and coincidence, occasionally spiced up with tricks of the quirky, the achingly mundane, the grotesque. A few will even cook up Greek tragedy, those born into misery, destined to die in misery. But you, my bride of quietness, you will craft nothing less than epic with your life. Out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. ↗

— Marisha Pessl

#stories #life

The noble soul occupies itself with wisdom and friendship. ↗

— Epicurus

#friendship #life #soul #wisdom #friendship

I want a tutor,” Layla said. “It would make doing homework so much easier.” “Me too,” said Kaitlyn. “If Layla gets one, I get one.” “No daughter of mine will ever have a tutor,” Dad said. “What if we’re failing a course?” asked Layla. His graying eyebrows drew together. “If you fail a single course, young lady, we will pull you out of school and get you a job scrubbing toilets for the rest of your life. ↗

— Claire LaZebnik

#epic-fail #layla #life