#is

There is something terribly wrong with a culture inebriated by noise and gregariousness. ↗

— George Steiner

#noise #something #terribly #wrong

When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, `Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.' But I was one-and-twenty No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, `The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; 'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.' And I am two-and-twenty And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#maturity #wisdom #youth #love

The shepherd always tries to persuade the sheep that their interests and his own are the same. ↗

— Stendhal

#his #interests #own #persuade #same

I care about who you are, who you have been, who you want to be. I open myself to you to listen and learn about you. I cherish you, not just my fantasy of who you are, not just who I need you to be, but who you really are... ↗

— Betty Berzon

#love #love

And because Scarlet loved pancakes...That’s what he would do. Make pancakes and flee. ↗

— Chelsea Fine

#love

Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die of it, certainly, but degenerated to Vice. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#cupid #eros #love #poison #vice

I love myself that much and I will never apologize to you. ↗

— Thomas Harris

#love

Originality does not consist in saying what no one has ever said before, but in saying exactly what you think yourself. ↗

— James Stephens

#consist #does #ever #exactly #originality

He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes, She had just enough time to take in a breath, to blink, to part her lips before he took them with his own. Time froze. Her heart ceased to beat. Her eyes fluttered shut. The cool slip of the small metal loop pressed into her skin as he kissed her. Urgent. Gentle. So slow. Sweet, soft demolition. He tasted of cloves and coffee. And of something else. A farawat essence, familiar and yet somehow foreign, too. Something sere and arid. A little like some. A little like decay Ash. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#kissing #love #perfect #love

Women deserve better than organizations bearing the names of racist rapists funding million dollar campaigns on subway trains. These wealthy middle aged white men tell us what to do with our bodies while they wage wars and kill other people's babies. ↗

— Sonya Renee Taylor

#men #politics #rapists #rights #war