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When things get too complicated, it sometimes makes sense to stop and wonder: Have I asked the right question? ↗

— Enrico Bombieri

#inventions #math #perspective #science #science

It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#morbid #moriarty #science #sherlock #skull

You want to tell a story? Grow a heart. Grow two. Now, with the second heart, smash the first one into bits. Gross, right? A bloody pulpy liquid mess. Look at it, try to make sense of it. Realize you can't. Because there is no sense. Ask your computer to print out a list of every lie you have ever told. Ask yourself how much of the universe you have ever really seen. Look in the mirror. Are you sure you're you? Are you sure you didn't slip out of yourself in the middle of the night, and someone else slipped into you, without you or you or any of you even noticing? ↗

— Charles Yu

#hearts #identity #lies #mirrors #sense

These mysteries about how we evolved should not distract us from the indisputable fact that we did evolve. ↗

— Jerry A. Coyne

#conclusion-before-evidence #confessions-of-the-darwinists #conjecture #darwin #darwinism

Pity is the most agreeable feeling among those who have little pride and no prospects of great conquests. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#pity #pride #science

No matter the nature of your individuality, you can nurture a better identity and have a mature positively rewarding life. ↗

— Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

#lifecoaching #mature #nature #nurture #personal-development

Don't live your life like a movie. Always thinkin you could've been something. Don't live your life for me or for anyone. You live your life as if you're one. ↗

— Tegan Quin

#divided #live-your-life-as-if-you-re-one #tegan-and-sara #you-could-ve-been-something #life

...bunches of flowers and kisses, their bodies locked together by a stopwatch." Descriptive on an affair ↗

— Susan Richards Shreve

#infidelity #life

Carry the confidence. ↗

— Diane Chamberlain

#confidence #therapy #life

I choose you," he said very softly, "Max." Then his hard, rough hand tenderly cuppoed my chin, and suddenly his mouth was on mine, and every synapse in my brain shorted out. We had kissed a couple of times before, but this was different. This time, I squelched my immediate, overwhelming desire to run away screaming. I closed my eyes and put my arms around him despite my fear. Then somehow we slid sideways so we were lying in the cool sand. I was holding him fiercely, and he was kissing me fiercely, and it was...just so, so intensely good. Once I got past my usual, gut-wrenching terror, there was a long, sweet slide into mindlessness, when all I felt was Fang, and all I heard was his breathing, and all I could think was "Oh, God, I wasnt to do this all the time. ↗

— James Patterson

#faxness #james-patterson #kiss #max #maximum-ride