#ife

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it’s yours ↗

— Ayn Rand

#life

Alas, is even Love too weak to unlock the heart and let it speak? Are even lovers powerless to reveal To one another what indeed they feel? ↗

— Matthew Arnold

#love #lovers #the-buried-life #life

You are the most perfect girl I have ever laid eyes on, I exist to make you happy, it’s all I want out of life and I want to spend every day making your life as wonderful as you make mine. I truly truly love you.” Luke Nero, The Witchlings-Midnight curse ↗

— Amanda Turner

#love #teen-romance #life

Is the distinction between living for Christ and dying for Him so great? Is not the second the logical conclusion of the first? ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#martyrdom #life

I think we should throw money at artists, not at girls who take their clothes off because they made a bad choice in life. ↗

— Darnell Lamont Walker

#strippers #life

I spent that many years thinking I was alone. Then you prance into my life, nearly giving me a paroxysm, and now you deign to tell me there are more. ↗

— Rachel Hartman

#seraphina #life

Lieutenant-Colonel Yorke told me you Torchwood people always take the extreme view. We have a saying in basic training: "If you hear hoof-beats, you look for horses, and not zebras".' 'You don't know the half of it,' Gwen said. 'In my job, if I hear hoof-beats, I expect to see unicorns. ↗

— Peter Anghelides

#life

Part of her wanted simply to sit and stare out of the window, at the lawn, flaky with sodden leaves, and the branches with yellow leaves, or few, or none, she thought, taking pleasure at least in Shakespeare’s rhythm, but also feeling old. She took pleasure, too, in the inert solidity of glass panes and polished furniture and rows of ordered books around her, and the magic trees of life woven in glowing colours on the rugs at her feet. ↗

— A.S. Byatt

#life

أن الحياة فيها المسرات و الأحزان ، ولم يكن الأمر يستحق الطاقة لينزعج المرء من الأحزان ، ليس لأنه لا مفر منها وحسب بل ولأنها تنقضي أيضًا ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#novel #sadness #life

Most people are bad with names. I have learned a trick: Make them laugh and they will never forget you. ↗

— Mike Thompson

#life #life