#in

An odd thing about perception is that when we identify some new thing with one or more of our five senses, it is not really, immutably real -- it is a passing will o’ the wisp, an artifact of the senses and the translations of the brain until we get used to it and we give it a home in our hearts ↗

— Nigel Hey

#life-lessons #mind #philosophy #psychology #reality

There would remain no sign of you ever having played in this house. Your childhood is going to be swept under a camel-skin rug and elevators are going to be built over the lake we once swam in. This address, as we know it, would be lost forever and we’ll wake up in a box-sized room: cramped, trampled and sensationally unhappy.' ('Left from Dhakeshwari') ↗

— Kunal Sen

#dislocation #home #rootsbelonging #urbanisation #home

Are you going to kiss me or not?” He released the jacket. “Not,” he rasped. “Then I’ll kiss you.” Cupping his nape, she drew his head down, but Nate laid his fingertips over her mouth. “Some things you can’t take back.” Claire lifted his hand. “Some things you don’t want to. ↗

— Karina Bliss

#karina-bliss #home

When I got home I peered down at the lobster to see how he was doing. The inner plastic bag was sucked tight around him and clouded up. It looked like something out of an eighties made-for-TV movie, with some washed-up actress taking too many pills and trying to off herself with a Macy's bag. ↗

— Julie Powell

#humor #lobster #home

hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#descriptive-writing #love-of-home #home

Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. “Ladies? After you.” “Rude,” Claire said. “I was being polite!” “Not when you have a flamethrower. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

All right," he said. "Since you ask so nicely." "I wasn't asking." "I'm aware of that. The sharp point in my back did make it clear. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#myrnin #rachel-caine #morganville-vampires

He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

After all this time, it seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out- but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it. ↗

— John Green

#john-green

Maybe all the strings inside him broke. ↗