#if

Thank God for, as I posted earlier, the glow of work accomplished. Because a few seconds later, someone on the internet mentioned pie. I don’t blame them. It’s a good subject. But pie was mentioned and I remembered there was strawberry-rhubarb pie in the refrigerator. So I went there. And pie there was none. I suspect the teenaged boy has inhaled it. And now I cling to life and hope as best I can, because my world is dark and pieless. ↗

— Tad Williams

#life

So help me God it gets more and more preposterous, it corresponds less and less to what I remember and what I expect as if the force of live were centrifugal and threw one further and further away from one's purest memories and ambitions... ↗

— John Cheever

#life

One question that especially intrigues me is exactly when humpbacks started coming to Hawaii and why. In artwork and oral histories of ancient Hawaiians there is no record of humpback whales being there, and there is no evidence that humpbacks were there in large numbers in the mid-1800's during the heyday of whaling. The whalers who provisioned in Hawaii in the winter couldn't have overlooked the numbers of whales that are in Hawaii now. We really don't know what happened, but everything points to a recent colonization of humpbacks. (p.162). ↗

— Charles "Flip" Nicklin

#photography #life

You can't resent another person for not giving you what you didn't ask for. ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#life #relationships #life

Habit enables us to cling to the familiar, to the self we think we know with a persistence almost irresistible. An anodyne for the terror of the unknown, it effectively keeps us from knowing, and is fatal in itself. Habit is a fiction the organism requires to dim perception. It screens us from the world, and from the true world of the self. Habit—no matter how intense the suffering it causes—is the last thing the personality will give up. It is arming itself against danger. The weapons may be more painful to use than the pain they seek to deflect. No matter. Habit allows us to live—by which Proust means it allows us to exist while it simultaneously compels us to miss Life. ↗

— Howard Moss

#proust #life

Predict the inevitable,” she said, “and you’re bound to be right one day. ↗

— Hugh Howey

#life-lessons #life

Whether we realize it or not, most of us define ourselves by opposing rather than by favoring something or someone. To put it another way, it is easier to react than to act. Nothing arouses a passion for dogma more than a good antagonist. And the more unlikely, the better. … It’s difficult to hate an idea. … It’s much easier to hate someone with a recognizable face whom we can blame for everything that makes us feel uncomfortable. It doesn’t have to be an individual character. It could be a nation, a race, a group … anything. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#life

Realmente não dá para entender como é que um sujeito faz uma bobagem dessas. So há uma explicação: Destino. Antes da gente nascer, alguém, sei lá quem, talvez Deus, Deus define direitinho como é que vai foder a sua vida. É isso. Era minha teoria. Deus só pensa no homem quando tem que decidir como é que vai destruí-lo. ↗

— Patrícia Melo

#god #god-s-plan #life #life

ethics is not about platitudes, let alone tautologies, logic or mathematics, but about difficult choices - dilemmas. ↗

— Martin Cohen

#philosophy #values-in-life #life

...Jesus opens his arms to his needy children and says, "Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest"(Matthew 11:28, NASB). The criteria for coming to Jesus is weariness. Come overwhelmed with life. Come with you wandering mind. Come messy. ↗

— Paul E. Miller

#life