#iv

Horace normally didn't need anyone else to save his life. He was pretty skilled at doing it for himself. ↗

— John Flanagan

#ranger-s-apprentice #saving-lives #life

There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her guts. I do. How do you explain that? What happened to that love? What happened to it, is what I'd like to know. I wish someone could tell me. ↗

— Raymond Carver

#divorce #falling-out #hate #love #love-to-hate

So much in writing depends on the superficiality of one's days. One may be preoccupied with shopping and income tax returns and chance conversations, but the stream of the unconscious continues to flow undisturbed, solving problems, planning ahead: one sits down sterile and dispirited at the desk, and suddenly the words come as though from the air: the situations that seemed blocked in a hopeless impasse move forward: the work has been done while one slept or shopped or talked with friends. ↗

— Graham Greene

#creative-process #daily-life #preoccupations #subconscious #superficiality

I stopped hating and started just being. My whole life, I had been the most defensive person you'd meet, unable to tolerate any criticism. But now I started listening and being. ↗

— Anthony Kiedis

#defensiveness #listening #life

The Secret Garden was what Mary called it when she was thinking of it. She liked the name, and she liked still more the feeling that when its beautiful old walls shut her in no one knew where she was. It seemed almost like being shut out of the world in some fairy place. The few books she had read and liked had been fairy-story books, and she had read of secret gardens in some of the stories. Sometimes people went to sleep in them for a hundred years, which she had thought must be rather stupid. She had no intention of going to sleep, and, in fact, she was becoming wider awake every day which passed at Misselthwaite. ↗

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

#inspirational #life-and-living #life-lessons #beauty

A woman's happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love. ↗

— Ai Yazawa

#life-lessons #live #love #woman #womanhood

I wanted color. I wanted to soar with happiness even if it meant dealing with the weight of fear and guilt, too. I wanted to live. ↗

— Heather Anastasiu

#happy #life #living #optimism #optimistic

There isn't any such thing as an ordinary life. (92) ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life #living #living-life #life

The really valuable thing in the pageant of human life seems to me not the political state, but the creative, sentient individual, the personality; it alone creates the noble and the sublime, while the herd as such remains dull in thought and dull in feeling. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#life #life

I don't define lust as anything evil or nasty. Lust as defined by me, is the feeling of desire: a desire to eat cake, a desire to feel the touch of another's skin moving over your own skin, a desire to breathe, a desire to live, a desire to laugh intensely like it was the best thing God ever created...this is lust as defined by me. And I think that's what it really is. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#lust #lust-for-everything #lust-for-life #lustful #the-nature-of-lust