#gh

It is the transience of life which proves its inestimable worth. ↗

— D.B. Harrop

#thought-provoking #thoughts-on-life #life

In today's newspaper there was a story about a married clergyman with three children who is calling for all sex to be declared un-Christian. He says lifelong virginity is the ideal for Christians. I wonder, has he told his wife and children this? ↗

— Wendy Buonaventura

#wendy-buonaventura #life

A totalitarian society which succeeded in perpetuating itself would probably set us a schizophrenic system of thought, in which the laws of common sense held good in everyday life and in certain exact sciences, but could be disregarded by the politician, the historian, and the sociologist. Already there are countless people who would think it scandalous to falsify a scientific text-book, but would see nothing wrong in falsifying an historical fact. ↗

— George Orwell

#totalitarian #truth #life

Wisdom is merely the movement from fighting life to embracing it. ↗

— Rasheed Ogunlaru

#fighting #life #wisdom #life

Sit on the truth too long and you mash the life right out of it. ↗

— Margaret McMullan

#mississippi #young-adult-fiction #life

I've never, ever, ever -- in my entire life -- fought over a man. I've fought women who've hit me because of a man, but then I was fighting to bust her ass, not defend his. ↗

— Karen E. Quinones Miller

#humor #life

I'm seriously laughing ↗

— Guy Harduf

#humor #laugh #self-improvement #life

Three weeks was apparently time enough to fall in love, but not long enough to fall out of love. Meg had this unfortunate truth drummed into her head each morning when she woke, hoping this would be the day that she forgot about Alex, this would be the day she could get on with her life and put Edinburgh behind her. She grimaced. Three weeks, three years, it didn’t make a difference. She would remember. Everything. ↗

— Monica McCarty

#meg #monica-mccarty #life

I write so the endangered thoughts roaming naked and vulnerable through the misty jungles of my mind aren't slain by the guns of practical living. ↗

— Kim Krizan

#life #living #thoughts #vulnerable #write

He looked younger, kinder, a brighter image of the man she knew. A man life hadn’t mistreated or betrayed. Whatever the pain of this union, she loved that she gave him this momentary peace. This encounter lurched from the physical onto a different plane. A plane revealing a new emotional landscape. She felt lightheaded, lost. ↗

— Anna Campbell

#jonas #seven-nights #sidonie #life