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But there is nothing enduring in the world, and therefore even joy in the second minute is already not as acute as in the first; in the third minute it becomes still weaker and finally merges unnoticeably with the usual condition of the soul, as a circle on the water, caused by the fall of a pebble, finally merges with the smooth surface. ↗

— Nikolai Gogol

#joy #life #sadness #time #life

I do believe that some humans have more amazing lives than others–above all, those who don’t sit down in a chair like mere spectators letting their lives happen in front of them, but they take risks as heroes do, experiencing, living, becoming the main character—but no matter what, we all have at least one story to tell. ↗

— Merce Cardus

#life-and-living #risks #storytelling #life

If you listen quietly enough life will whisper its secrets to you ↗

— Rasheed Ogunlaru

#life #life-lessons-lessons #rasheed-ogunlaru #secrets-of-the-universe #secrets-to-happiness

I thought maybe if she could express herself rather than suffer herself, if she had a way to relieve the burden, she lived for nothing more than living, with nothing to get inspired by, to care for, to call her own, she helped out at the store, then came home and sat in her big chair and stared at her magazines, not at them but through them, she let the dust accumulate on her shoulders. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#living #inspirational

Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the Earth. ↗

— Raymond Carver - from his grave marker

#life

Be warned in time, James, and remain, as I do, incomprehensible: to be great is to be misunderstood ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#life

أسوأ سلب لحرية الإنسان لا يكمن بحبسه في السجن ولكن في سلبه قدرته على الاختيار ↗

— ياسر حارب

#life

I like pulling on a baggy bee suit, forgetting myself and getting as close to the bees' lives as they will let me, remembering in the process that there is more to life than the merely human. ↗

— Sue Hubbell

#bees #human #life

People lose fifty million skin cells every day. The cells get scraped off and turn into invisible dust, and disappear into the air. Maybe we are nothing but skin cells as far as the world is concerned. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#people #society #life

And that's a life, isn't it? Some achievements and some disappointments. It's been interesting to me, though I wouldn't complain or be amazed if others found it less so. Maybe, in a way, Adrian knew what he was doing. Not that I would have missed my own life for anything, you understand. [pp.60-61] ↗

— Julian Barnes

#life