#ex

Explore me' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#sex #soul #love

There can be no question of holding forth on ethics. I have seen people behave badly with great morality and I note every day that integrity has no need of rules ↗

— Albert Camus

#morality #ethics

I think that's the way people absorb television. All the explanations in Doctor Who are there if that's your bag, but they're not essential to your enjoyment of it. An awful lot of storytelling isn't really about making people understand — it's about making people care. ↗

— Steven Moffat

#storytelling #understanding #storytelling

Perhaps a creature of so much ingenuity and deep memory is almost bound to grow alienated from his world, his fellows, and the objects around him. He suffers from a nostalgia for which there is no remedy upon earth except as it is to be found in the enlightenment of the spirit--some ability to have a perceptive rather than an exploitive relationship with his fellow creatures. ↗

— Loren Eiseley

#exploitation #nature #nostalgia #spirituality #nature

The little ball went up, then down, then up in his palm. My inner golden retriever couldn’t look away. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#alex

The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it. ↗

— Anton Chekhov

#metaphysics #metaphysics

A blanket would be a great surface to print my new book on, so you could read it in bed while you’re having boring, obligatory sex with your spouse, who’s as dry and exciting as a sack of flour. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#books #boring #brick-and-blanket #funny #humor

She'd grown up believing in hell in an abstract nightmare way; but west Texas had given her something more concrete upon which to dread the afterlife. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#texas #afterlife

You should shower," I said. "Right now." "I smell that bad?" (Patch) Actually, he smelled that good. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#sex-appeal #sex

There is scarcely any passion without struggle. ↗

— Albert Camus

#passion #struggle #passion