#life

Live to Love & Love to Live ↗

— Gabbriella Conte

#life #love #inspirational

I don't need a lot of friends, all I need are true and who can accept and love me for who I am who will there thru thick and thin. ↗

— Casperfriend

#friendship-love #life-experiences #thick-and-thin #true-friend #friendship

What makes big boobs and perkiness so attractive to boys? I mean, really. Two round, mounds of fat and a fake smile. Yeah, winning attributes. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#life #funny

Patience and wisdom walk hand in hand, like two one-armed lovers. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#holding-hands #humor #life #love #lovers

Art and life are subjective. Not everybody's gonna dig what I dig, but I reserve the right to dig it. ↗

— Whoopi Goldberg

#choice #life #perspective #taste #art

If you can't make ends meet, meet them in the middle instead ↗

— Benny Bellamacina

#humor #life #quotations #quotes #humor

When mice run, cats give chase. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#life #nature #funny

Stigmata of Love A light which lives on what the flames devour, a grey landscape surrounding me with scorch, a crucifixion by a single wound, a sky and earth that darken by each hour, a sob of blood whose red ribbon adorns a lyre without a pulse, and oils the torch, a tide which stuns and strands me on the reef, a scorpion scrambling, stinging in my chest-- this is the wreath of love, this bed of thorns is where I dream of you stealing my rest, haunting these sunken ribs cargoed with grief. I sought the peak of prudence, but I found the hemlock-brimming valley of your heart, and my own thirst for bitter truth and art. ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#melancholy #pain #art

Yang indah memang bisa menghibur selama-lamanya, membubuhkan luka selama-lamanya, meskipun puisi dan benda seni bisa lenyap. Ia seakan-akan roh yang hadir dan pergi ketika kata dilupakan dan benda jadi aus. Tapi apa arti roh tanpa tubuh yang buncah dan terbelah? Keindahan tak bisa jadi total. Ketika ia merangkum total, ia abstrak, dan manusia dan dunia tak akan saling menyapa lagi. ↗

— Goenawan Mohamad

#life #art

You sense my loneliness, (...) my bitterness at being shut out of life. My bitterness that I'm evil, that I don't deserve to be loved and yet I need love hungrily. My horror that I can never reveal myself to mortals. But these things don't stop me, Mother. I'm too strong for them to stop me. As you said yourself once, I am very good at being what I am. These things merely now and then make me suffer, that's all ↗

— Anne Rice

#life