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Ignorance is fatal. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#death #fatal #ignorance #knowledge #ray

Shamefully, all of us have wanted revenge on someone at some point for something. I've lived since before man and buffalo roamed this small planet. I have survived the beginning, bloom, and death of countless enemies, civilizations, and people. And the one truth I have learned most during all of these centuries is the old Japanese proverb. If you sit by the river long enough, you will see the body of your enemy float by. ↗

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

#death

Aware that his disappointment has its source in a defective education, he looks with anxiety on his other daughters, whose minds, like lovely buds, are beginning to open. Where shall he find a genial soil in which he may place them to expand? ↗

— Emma Willard

#aware #beginning #buds #daughters #defective

we walk the plank with strangers. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#strangers #death

If all we've got to look forward to is disloyalty and treachery, why do we even make friends?" "Again, human nature. Hoping for the best is what drives us. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#gena-showalter #intertwined #mary-ann #nature

Because beauty consits of it's own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#death #hedgehogs #beauty

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?" He showed her his teeth. "Yes. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#cerise #death #ilona-andrews #the-edge #william

In the center lay the exploded carcass of a lonely sperm whale that hadn't lived long enough to be disappointed with its lot. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#humor #irony #life #tragedy #death

When compared to the fact that he might very well be dead by this time tomorrow, whether he was courageous or not today was pointless, empty. When compared to the fact that he might be dead tomorrow, everything was pointless. It just didn't make any difference. It was pointless to the tree, it was pointless to every man in his outfit, pointless to everybody in the whole world. Who cared? It was not pointless only to him; and when he was dead, when he ceased to exist, it would be pointless to him too. More important: Not only would it be pointless, it would have been pointless all along. This was an obscure and rather difficult point to grasp. Understanding of it kept slipping in and out on the edges of his mind. It flickered, changing its time sense and tenses. At those moments when he understood it, it left him with a very hollow feeling. ↗

— James Jones

#emptiness #pointlessness #understanding #change

Not ignorance, but ignorance of ignorance is the death of knowledge ↗

— Alfred North Whitehead

#knowledge #death