#julian

Its twice as terrifying, working with someone you love. A mistake could cost you everything. It makes what they do that much more ... impressive. " - Julian about ty & zane ↗

— Abigail Roux

#love

For a minute he stands there, looking at me, and I can tell that he knows why I'm crying, and he understands, and it's going to be all right. He opens his arms to me. "Come here," he says quietly. I can't move to him fast enough. I practically fall into him. He catches me and pulls me in tightly to his chest, and I let myself go again, let sobs run through me. He stands there with me and murmurs into my hair and kisses the top of my head and lets me cry over losing another boy, a boy I loved better. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lauren-oliver #lena #requiem #love

Do you deny it?" Grimani persisted. Deny it? Only the greatest self-restraint prevents me from laughing it out of countenance. ↗

— Kate Ross

#music

My main reason for scepticism about the Huxley/Sagan theory is that the human brain is demonstrably eager to see faces in random patterns, as we know from scientific evidence, on top of the numerous legends about faces of Jesus, or the Virgin Mary, or Mother Teresa, being seen on slices of toast, or pizzas, or patches of damp on a wall. This eagerness is enhanced if the pattern departs from randomness in the specific direction of being symmetrical. ↗

— Richard Dawkins

#evidence #evolution #religion #science #sir-julian-huxley

Leading people is like cooking Don’t stir too much
It annoys the ingredients
And spoils the food ↗

— Rick Julian

#rick-julian #tao-te-ching #the-red-pill #food

The fact is that when it comes to judgment as to what should be secret and what should not be secret, Julian Assange's judgment has been pretty good so far. ↗

— Daniel Ellsberg

#comes #fact #far #good #judgment

What a laugh, though. To think that one human being could ever really know another. You could get used to each other, get so habituated that you could speak their words right along with them, but you never knew why other people said what they said or did what they did, because they never even knew themselves. Nobody understands anybody. And yet somehow we live together, mostly in peace, and get things done with a high enough success rate that people keep trying. Human beings get married and a lot of marriages work, and they have children and most of them grow up to be decent people, and they have schools and businesses and factories and farms that have results at some level of acceptability—all without having a clue what’s going on inside anybody’s head. Muddling through, that’s what human beings do. that was the part of being human that Bean hated the most. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#business

There were two sides of Julian, she thought, and she remembered a line from something she'd read --Emily Brontë, maybe. Different as a moonbeam and lightning. She wanted to reach the moonbeam part, but she didn't know how. Very softly she said again, "I don't believe you. You're not like the other Shadow Men. You could change --if you wanted to." "No," he said bleakly. "Julian..." It was the bleakness that got her. She could see herself reflected in his eyes. Without thinkng, she moved even closer. And closer. Her upper lip touched his lower lip. "You can change," she whispered. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#julian #the-fun-house #the-game #change

Love and death are everything, Jenny. Danger is the best part of the game. I thought you knew that." -Julian ↗

— L.J. Smith

#jenny #julian #death