#gr

Next to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world. ↗

— Martin Luther

#art #god #greatest #next #noble

The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that. But the future was inevitable. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#regret #anxiety

Girls think they’re only allowed to wear dresses on formal occasions, but I like a woman who says, you know, I’m going over to see a boy who is having a nervous breakdown, a boy whose connection to the sense of sight itself is tenuous, and gosh dang it, I am going to wear a dress for him. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #connection

I used to hold grudges until I realized that most people are narcissistic and their actions are driven by an unhealthy self-interest and not maliciousness towards me. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#grudge #hold-a-grudge #life #narcissistic #experience

Gratitude is nutrition for a living relationship. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#love #nutrition #relationships #experience

An old market had stood there until I'd been about six years old, when the authorities had renamed it the Olde Market, destroyed it, and built a new market devoted to selling T-shirts and other objects with pictures of the old market. Meanwhile, the people who had operated the little stalls in the old market had gone elsewhere and set up a thing on the edge of town that was now called the New Market even though it was actually the old market. ↗

— Neal Stephenson

#progress #marketing

I know you have not thought about it. Italians always act without thinking, it's the glory and the downfall of your civilisation. A German plans a month in advance what his bowel movements will be at Easter, and the British plan everything in retrospect, so it always looks as though everything occurred as they intended. The French plan everything whilst appearing to be having a party, and the Spanish...well, God knows. Anyway, Pelagia is Greek, that's my point. ↗

— Louis de Bernières

#generalisations #greeks #spanish

Some wounds run too deep for the healing. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#wounds #healing

The people they had been last summer, the person she had been--Dicey guessed she'd never be afraid again, not the way she had been all summer. She had taken care of them all, sometimes well, sometimes badly. And they had covered the distances. For most of the summer, they had been unattached. Nobody knew who they were or what they were doing. It didn't matter what they did, as long as they all stayed together. Dicey remembered that feeling, of having things pretty much her own way. And she remembered the feelings of danger. It was a little bit like being a wild animal, she thought to herself. Dicey missed that wildness. She knew she would never have it again. And she missed the sense of Dicey Tillerman against the whole world and doing all right. ↗

— Cynthia Voigt

#growing-up #introspective #poignant #change

Așa-i de când lumea, că cine se introspectează prea mult, acela nu mai e de acord nici cu sine însuși, în cele din urmă, iar cine nu-i de acord cu sine însuși, acela nu-i capabil să ia o hotărâre. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

#capability #decision #introspection #world #introspection