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Though I think and speak of greater becoming, I, too, am an infinite work in progress. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#progress #quotes #self #speak #think

Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out everyday: Massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without hating each other to death? ↗

— Emil Cioran

#cities #hate #riots #death

The dead person is not truly dead until the last person who rememebers them dies. ↗

— Sarah Monette

#death

He came with death held in his paw Which no rat born could face Oh woe to those who break the law Of Sunflash and his mace! ↗

— Brian Jacques

#death

I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#jonathan-safran-foer #death

Let's suppose that you want to say, "I am a jerk." IN the 18th century, you would have to go around person to person and utter the phrase individually to each one of them. However, here in the third millennium, with our advances in telephone communication, it is possible to say "I am a jerk" to a thousand people at a time by forgetting to turn off your cell phone and having it ring during a performance of Death of a Salesman. ↗

— Steve Martin

#communication

It's easier to die than to move ... at least for the Other Side you don't need trunks. ↗

— Wallace Stegner

#death #moving #death

I don't know much more than I did when I was alive. Most of the stuff I know now that I didn't know then I can't put into words. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#knowledge #death

Certainly, the terror of a deserted house swells in geometrical rather than arithmetical progression as houses multiply to form a city of stark desolation. The sight of such endless avenues of fishy-eyed vacancy and death, and the thought of such linked infinities of black, brooding compartments given over to cob-webs and memories and the conqueror worm, start up vestigial fears and aversions that not even the stoutest philosophy can disperse. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#spooky #terror #death

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back. ↗

— Stephen King

#full-dark-no-stars #morbid #stephen-king #death