#er

Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#unrequited-love #youth #anger

Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself. ↗

— Henry Miller

#develop #forget #interest #interesting #interesting people

I hadn't been out to the hives before, so to start off she gave me a lesson in what she called 'bee yard etiquette'. She reminded me that the world was really one bee yard, and the same rules work fine in both places. Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and pants. Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't. Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#love #anger

The cafe windows wrapped all the way around the observation floor, which gave us a beautiful panoramic view of the skeleton army that had come to kill us. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#beauty

Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. ↗

— Henry James

#english #literature #summer #beauty

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within. ↗

— Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

#inner-beauty #life #beauty

True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his side to the dew-dropping south. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#anger

When she came to her senses again she cut off all contact with him. It had not been easy, but she had steeled herself. The last time she saw him she was standing on a platform in the tunnelbana at Gamla Stan and he was sitting in the train on his way downtown. She had stared at him for a whole minute and decided that she did not have a grain of feeling left, because it would have been the same as bleeding to death. Fuck you. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

#emotion #feeling #heartbreak #love #anger

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared. ↗

— Tupac Shakur

#concrete #dreams #hardship #persistence #roses

I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things. ↗

— Tom Waits

#power-of-music #beauty