#lark

We don’t sleep to sleep, dammit, any more than we eat to eat . We sleep to dream. We’re amphibians. We live in two elements and we need both." Edward Nesbit ↗

— Lindsay Clarke

#life-philosophy #lindsay-clarke #sleep #the-chymical-wedding #dreams

Missy could fall down and hurt herself, even if I'm walking right there beside her. That doesn't mean that I allowed it to happen. She knows, as far as unconditional love, I'll pick her up and I'll carry her. I'll try to heal her. I'll cry when she cries. And I'll rejoice when she is well. In all the moments of my life, God has been right there beside me. The truth of God's love is not that He allows bad things to happen. It's His promise that He'll be there with us when they do. ↗

— Clark Davis

#clark-davis #faith #god #gods-love #grief

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-everdeen #peeta-mellark #life

You’ve got to sing like you don’t need the money, Love like you’ll never get hurt. You’ve got to dance like nobody’s watchin’. ↗

— Richard Leigh

#love

So after, when he whispers," You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #love

Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-everdeen #love #peeta-mellark #love

And, Kar, love is not a commandment, it is a need, as real as eating. ↗

— David Clement-Davies

#larka #love #philosophy #sight #love

What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#to-a-skylark #love

It is not easy to see how the more extreme forms of nationalism can long survive when men have seen the Earth in its true perspective as a single small globe against the stars. ↗

— Arthur C. Clarke

#men

Sounds of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#to-a-skylark #music