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How can I be lost, if I've got nowhere to go? ↗

— Metallica

#doubt #lost #nowhere #death

Now c'mon - if we die, we die cool. ↗

— Atsushi Okubo

#death #soul-eater #death

Radical feminists didn’t need FBI infiltration — the mechanism for sisterly cannibalization was already well under way. ↗

— Susie Bright

#death

Seperti manusia, kelak berakhir sendiri dalam maut yang sangat pribadi. Kesendirian tak pernah menakutkanmu, kau lebih takut pada ketiadaan kata berpisah. ↗

— Nukila Amal

#death-and-dying #hidup #kematian #life #maut

Matthew knew that phrenology was nonsense, and yet, years later, he found himself making judgments similar to those made by his father; slippery people looked slippery; they really did. And how we become like our parents! How their scorned advice - based, we felt in our superiority, on prejudiced and muddled folk wisdom - how their opinions are subsequently borne out by our own discoveries and sense of the world, one after one. And as this happens, we realise with increasing horror that proposition which we would never have entertained before: our mothers were right! ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#parents #love

I've been praying to Jesus and the Holy Ghost for patience and I have also mentioned that it would help if I did not have frizzy hair. ↗

— Margaret Sartor

#humor #prayer #love

Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say. ~Sharon O'Brien ↗

— Sharon O'Brien

#writing #writing-from-the-heart #writing-process #love

Show me a woman who is prouder of her clean kitchen than of her collection of lingerie and I'll show you a woman with enlarged pores. ↗

— Cynthia Heimel

#love

Mama, don't take him. We need him,' Jack whispered. 'Please. He will not forget you if you let him stay with us. He will love you for ever and every time he laughs, he will remember how you once laughed... ↗

— Isobelle Carmody

#love #love

Compruebo también, a través de nuestras conversaciones, que estamos libres de fetichismos, de supersticiones, de falsos sentimentalismos, y que, para bien y para mal, vemos la muerte no como una culminación y un tránsito hacia otro lugar, sino de esa forma a la vez descarnada y sin consuelo a la que la ha reducido la historia moderna: un hecho simple, natural, tan aleatorio como la vida misma. Lo único que podemos hacer ahora para sacarla de su condición de acto animal es recurrir a un ritual de despedida suficientemente hermoso que tenga que ver con el mismo Daniel y con aquello en lo que nosotros creemos. Y a eso nos disponemos. ↗

— Piedad Bonnett

#muerte #death