#go

Dead towns are the Cathedrals of Silence. They, too, have their gargoyles, singular figures, exaggerated, dubious, set in high profile. They stand out from the mass of grey, which takes all it has in the way of character, its twitchings of stagnant life from them. Some have been distorted by solitude, others grimace with a directionless fervour; here there are masks of cherished lust, there faces ceaselessly sculpted and furrowed by mysticism. Human gargoyles, the only figures of interest in this monotonous population. ↗

— Georges Rodenbach

#cathedrals-of-silence #dead-towns #human-gargoyles #the-bells-of-bruges #life

The pictures we saw before we got down here didn't even touch the reality of what it is like being here. We can be right on the beach with all the devastation and still not be able to imagine what it was like when the wall of water actually came up. ↗

— Connie Sellecca

#actually #beach #before #being #came

... true evil needs no reason to exist, it simply is and feeds upon itself. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#good-and-evil #philosophical #sad-but-true #truth #truth-of-life

Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#annabelle-fancher #fantasy #life #outlook #perspective

When life is difficult, try looking up at the night sky. A million stars proclaim aloud His Handiwork. And you know you are never alone. ↗

— Anusha Atukorala

#difficult #god #handiwork #life #never

I like a man who can be a real friend, has a good sense of humor, a good pair of shoes and a healthy gold card. ↗

— Victoria Beckham

#friend #gold #good #good pair #good sense

At that moment a very good thing was happening to her. Four good things had happened to her, in fact, since she came to Misselthwaite Manor. She had felt as if she had understood a robin and that he had understood her; she had run in the wind until her blood had grown warm; she had been healthily hungry for the first time in her life; and she had found out what it was to be sorry for someone. ↗

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

#growing #healthy #understanding #life

I've a habit of placing a happy-face or a frowny-face on my calendar, depending on what kind of day I've had.  Often I slap a droopy circle in the box, discouraged by the things I failed to accomplish and the unpleasant encounters endured.  But then, invariably, a wise muse stops to ask me these three questions:   Did your children let you hug them today?  Yes.   Did you do a kind deed for someone?  Anyone?  Yes.   Did God forsake you today?  No.   Then, my dear, despite your challenges, it was a good day after all.  And, standing corrected,  I twist that frowny-face upside down and smile. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#happiness #happy-life #richelle #richelle-goodrich #smile

Life isn't a lazy cruise on some endless, calm and temperate sea. Life is a raging ocean with swells and tidal waves that wreck and sink your boat. Life is a series of storms―overcast skies, fierce winds, and pelting rain. You were meant to be immersed in it all―first to float, then swim, and eventually to walk on water. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#growing #growth #hardships #learning #life

I cannot forget two things in my whole life; the bad days I have suffered and good days I have enjoyed ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#good-days #life