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For we live with those retrievals from childhood that coalesce and echo throughout our lives, the way shattered pieces of glass in a kaleidoscope reappear in new forms and are songlike in their refrains and rhymes, making up a single monologue. We live permanently in the recurrence of our own stories, whatever story we tell. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#life

One went on and on, never dreaming of the sudden dreadful day when the coverings were going to be dropped and one would see it was death after all, that it had been death all the time, death pretending, death waiting ↗

— Elizabeth von Arnim

#death

Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality ↗

— Munia Khan

#dreamers #dreams #reality #dreams

How came the bodies of animals to be contrived with so much art, and for what ends were their several parts? Was the eye contrived without skill in Opticks, and the ear without knowledge of sounds?...and these things being rightly dispatch’d, does it not appear from phænomena that there is a Being incorporeal, living, intelligent...? ↗

— Isaac Newton

#intelligent-design #naturalism #religion-and-science #science #science-and-religion

Then to have Brett come along and follow in the footsteps, it's so gratifying. I get as much enjoyment out of watching Brett play as I did of entertaining people myself. ↗

— Bobby Hull

#brett #come #did #enjoyment #entertaining

Well, pioneers always suffer. I don't care who is the first to embark upon things. For instance, settlers that settled the West, Western Canada and the U.S... they went though hell doing it, but it had to be done. ↗

— Bobby Hull

#canada #care #doing #done #embark

What I have learned lately is that people deal with death in all sorts of ways. Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose our selves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger. ↗

— Carrie Jones

#coping-with-death #death #fight #gone #grief

Some of them stole off to those cryptical realms which are known only to cats and which villagers say are on the moon's dark side, whither the cats leap from tall housetops; but one small black kitten crept upstairs and sprang in Carter's lap to purr and play, and curled up near his feet when he lay down at last on the little couch whose pillows were stuffed with fragrant drowsy herbs. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#lovecraft #dreams

Whatever. I know that when a monster is chasing you. You take your high-heeled shoes off. I’ve learned that … And you never, ever dangle your legs over the edge of the bed at night … And clowns, well, you get rid of them right away; they are just way too freaky. If the monster doesn’t get you, the clown sure will. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#dream #monster #nightmare #dreams

Sometimes guys need to cry. Some hockey players think they're too tough to cry. ↗

— Brett Hull

#guys #hockey #hockey players #key players #need