#fallen

In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#fallen #had #i #love #strange

The men have piled up in my past, have fallen trenchantly through my life, like an avalanche that doesn't mean to kill but is going to bury me alive just the same. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#avalanche #bury #fallen #going #just

A civilization can easily drown in what it knows as in what doesn't know. Consider,' he continued, Gotho's Folly. Gotho's curse was in being too aware - of everything. Every permutation, every potential. Enough to poison every scan he cast on the world. It availed him naught, and worse, he was aware of even that. ↗

— Steven Erikson

#inspiration #intelligence #knowledge #malazan #malazan-book-of-the-fallen

I've never fallen in love right off the bat. I get scared to say I love you too soon because it means so much. It means you're not seeing an end to things. ↗

— Leighton Meester

#because #end #fallen #get #i

When people come to me and tell me I was terrific in this or that, I do not want to fall flat on my face the next time. But, tough, I have fallen flat before. You just get up and dust yourself off. ↗

— Geoffrey Rush

#come #dust #face #fall #fallen

A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished. ↗

— Friedrich Schiller

#enemy #fallen #may #merely #reconciled

The revival of Islam dates from the early years of the 20th century. It was brought about by their humiliation, by their sense of how low they'd fallen compared with the West. ↗

— John Keegan

#about #brought #century #compared #dates

We have fallen in love with the body. That's that thing that looks back at us from the mirror. That's the repository of that lovely identity that you keep chasing all your life. ↗

— George Wald

#body #chasing #fallen #identity #keep

Somebody must show that the Afro-American race is more sinned against than sinning, and it seems to have fallen upon me to do so. ↗

— Ida B. Wells

#fallen #me #more #must #race

I’ll tell them,” she said. “I’ll tell them it was my fault.” He looked at her, gold eyes incredulous. “You can’t lie to them.” “I’m not. I brought you back,” she said. “You were dead, and I brought you back. I upset the balance, not you. I opened the door for Lilith and her stupid ritual. I could have asked for anything, and I asked for you.” She tightened her grip on his shirt, her fingers white with cold and pressure. “And I would do it again. I love you, Jace Wayland—Herondale—Lightwood—whatever you want to call yourself. I don’t care. I love you and I wil always love you, and pretending it could be any other way is just a waste of time. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace-wayland #love #love