#lid

I told her running away from your problems doesn't solve anything. Really it just hurts the people who count on you. ↗

— Kyle Beachy

#problems #running #the-slide #life

Joy isn't grounded in our circumstances; it is grounded in the unchanging character of God. ↗

— Carolyn Custis James

#theology #when-life-and-beliefs-collide #life

I love to see those paragliders weaving softly around Moon Point, their legs floating above you in the air. When they drift in for a landing, their feet touch the ground and they trot forward from the continued motion of the glider, which billows down like a setting sun. I never get tired of watching them and I've seen them thousands of times. I always wondered what that kind of freedom would feel like. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#freedom #paraglider #sun #freedom

Well, life isn't always what one likes. ↗

— Dalton Trumbo

#roman-holiday- #life

The most basic and somehow forgettable thing is this: Love is not pain. Love is goodness. And real love--it's less shiny than solid and simple. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#forgettable #goodness #love #pain #real

Comradeship, dignity, amorosity, love, solidarity, fraternity, friendship, ethics: all these names stand in contrast to the commodified, monetised relations of capitalism, all describe relations developed in struggles against capitalism and which can be seen as anticipating or creating a society beyond capitalism. ↗

— John Holloway

#solidarity #friendship

We worked solidly for a long time together. George Marriott Edgar and myself. ↗

— Val Guest

#george #long #long time #myself #solidly

No estoy enamorado de ti. Ni siquiera despiertas en mí una de esas nostalgias aberrantes que los hombres de mi edad sienten con la proximidad de una vida joven: eres un ser inferior, Iris Mateluna, un trozo de existencia primaria que rodea a un útero reproductor tan central a tu persona que todo el resto de tu ser es cáscara superflua. ↗

— José Donoso

#love #machismo #senilidad #sex #love

Ahora que no te escribo cuando me voy. Ahora que estoy más vivo de lo que estoy. Ahora que nada es urgente, que todo es presente, que hay pan para hoy. Ahora que no te pido lo que me das. Ahora que no me mido con los demás. Ahora que, todos los cuentos, parecen el cuento de nunca empezar. ↗

— Joaquín Sabina

#cancion #love #poem #poesia #realidad

The other houses in the neighborhood had Christmas lights up and trees visible in their windows, but not Shae's. She and I were the only ones who didn't care anymore, and I liked that about her. ↗

— Teresa Lo

#holidays #love #winter #love