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I'm sure, the highest capacity of storage device, will not enough to record all our stories; because, everytime with you is very valuable data ↗

— Aditia Rinaldi

#life #love #our-story #storage #time

When Juliet came flying down the hallway, Stella didn't recognize her friend. Juliet hadn't bothered with makeup; she was wearing a nightgown underneath her raincoat and had on plastic flip-flops. This was the way loved walked in, barely dressed, confused, panic-stricken, overcome, not caring what anyone thought or what they believed. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

#life #life-and-living #love #life

What you believe matters, however. It’s all anyone has to act on. And since what you do is who you are, your actions define you. If you don’t believe anything is true simply because you can’t logically prove what’s true, you won’t do anything. You won’t be anything. You’ll end up spending your life in a rocking chair looking out at the horizon waiting for an answer that never comes. You might as well be dead. It’s an old philosophical problem. ↗

— Russell Banks

#beliefs #doing #life

Šī pasaule ir manas mājas. Šeit es izvēlos cilvēku, kurš mani vēros daudz dienu un nakšu, – vai to sauc par mīlestību? Esmu piekususi. Priecīga. Tad – skumja. Saplosītiem vaibstiem, neglīta un laimīga. Jauna. Pusmūža. Un veca. Un kāds grib mani vērot. Arī tādu. Visādu. Vienmēr. Mīlestība. Varbūt tas ir vērojums? ↗

— Inga Ābele

#love #relationship #life

It is one thing to speak of embracing the new, the fresh, the strange. It is another to feel that one is an insect, crawling across a page of the Encyclopedia Britannica, knowing only that something vast is passing by beneath, all without your sensing more than a yawning vacancy. ↗

— Gregory Benford

#extraterrestrial-life #life

There is something cathartic about what has happened to me during this stay in hospital. I’ve heard others say that coming face to face with your own mortality can have this effect. You look with harsh, savage eyes at the life you are living and resolve to make the best of the time you have left, if you can be allowed the luxury of a few extra years to fulfill your plans. Around me, I see an urgency creep into the lives of friends once they have an AIDS diagnosis: they rush out and try to complete as many life projects as they can, before their health deteriorates. ↗

— David Menadue

#life

الحياة من غير هدف تعيش له ما تبقاش حياة .. لو ما عندكش هدف دورلك على واحد .. صدقه، وعيش علشانه !! ↗

— دعاء جميل

#life

And if the world went to hell in a handbasket-as it seemed to be doing-you could say good-bye to everyone and retreat to your land, hunkering down and living off it. ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#life

Want me to drive?” Wade asks. “I won’t take any detours.” I slam on the brakes and come to a dead stop right in the middle of the road. “Sure. Why not? My life is one big fucking detour,” I yell. Then I bang my head on the steering wheel and I can’t help it. I start to cry. ↗

— Carolee Dean

#wade #life

New York always feels more like my hometown than the places where I actually grew up (which weren't far from New York), perhaps because I did my artistic "growing up" while working in this crazy, wonderful city back in my twenties. Although I love the quieter, slower, nature-rich life I live now in the sheep-dotted hills of Devon, there are ways in which I still feel more truly myself here in New York, more than anywhere else. Even after all this time in the desert and on Dartmoor. Strange, isn't it? ↗

— Terri Windling

#new-york-city #life