#inking

Think of me as an impetuous Hegel, drunk with power, and also, regular drunk. ↗

— Eugene Mirman

#humor #philosophy #humor

But in the daytime it was all right. And when you'd had a drink you knew it was the best way to live in the world because anything might happen. I don't know how people live when they know exactly what's going to happen to them each day. ↗

— Jean Rhys

#life #life

if you had to pick between a sail boat and the love of your life i would pick the boat. A girl can leave you but all the boat would do is sail away with you on it and you would have a full heart AND a boat. mabey go with the girl you only get one chance at true love so.... girl. (possible still say boat) what do you pick? ↗

— kaeleigh simmons

#life

دع إنساناً يغير اتجاه أفكاره، وسوف تتملكه الدهشة لسرعة التحوّل الذي يحدثه هذا التغير في جوانب حياته المتعددة. إن القدرة الإلهية التي تكيف مصايرنا مودعة في أنفسنا، بل هي أنفسنا ذاتها!! وكل ما يصنعه المرء هو نتيجة مباشرة لما يدور في فكره، فكما أن المرء ينهض على قدميه وينشط وينتج بدافع من أفكاره كذلك يمرض ويشقى بدافع من أفكاره أيضأ. ↗

— James Allen

#life #mind #self #thinking #thoughts

I count myself as one of the number of those who learn as they write and write as they learn. ↗

— John Piper

#writing #life

Pride is no respecter of persons. The serious thinkers may be humble, and the careless mystics may be arrogant. ↗

— John Piper

#pride #thinking #life

The stains could be seen only in the sunlight, so Ruth was never really aware of them until later, when she would stop at an outdoor cafe for a cup of coffee, and look down at her skirt and see the dark traces of spilled vodka or whiskey. The alcohol had the effect of making the black cloth blacker. This amused her; she had noted in her journal: 'booze affects material as it does people'. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#black #drinking #stain #love

I loved the full heat of being drunk, like I was made of melting chocolate and spreading in all directions. ↗

— Leslie Jamison

#drunk #drunken-behaviour #drunkenness #love

The bubbly play of wit, the chesty laughs, the resonant voices of men when glass in hand they shut the grey world outside and prod their brains with the fun and folly of an accelerated pulse. ↗

— Jack London

#thinking #men

Had a couple of drinks by myself. It was a mistake. Have I got to give up drinking, too? If I eliminate everything, how will I exist? I was somebody who loved Maurice and went with men and enjoyed my drinks. What happens if you drop all the things that make you I? ↗

— Graham Greene

#drinking #love #love