#life

That is fundamentally the only courage which is demanded of us: to be brave in the face of the strangest, most singular and most inexplicable things that can befall us ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#grief #life #loss #love #sorrow

To be Buddha, or Jesus, to attain the attitude of Gandhi, or Rosa Parks, to follow no one, but to lead, to show others the path of compassion and kindness, to be a leader and not a follower, to have honor and courage; to fear nothing and no one, to create my own path, that is who I am ↗

— Martin Suarez

#create-your-future #create-your-life #enlightenment #gandhi #jesus

Sam studied his brother. At one time he thought Frankie had a good head on his shoulders. Sure, he had a temper. And he was conceited. But he always used common sense. But now he wasn’t so sure if that were true. He had brought him his lifeless fiancé. Like a dog dragging in a dead rabbit looking for praise. ↗

— Holly Hood

#life #love #love-hurts #rivalry #death

Nate liked Death. Death was in the clothes that he wore and the music he listened to. He would wrap himself in a black sweater and ask Death to ride along with him in his Honda Civic. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#death #life #nate #death

Stand before his grave and use your gift of breath to complain of your limited time. If you dare. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#death #life #time #ungratefulness #death

We figure out what death means when we’re born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#life #death

‎People that try to mind your business don't really have their life's under control, they want to have yours under control ↗

— Francisco A. Domenech [NAMQ]

#business

He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars. ↗

— Jack London

#life #nature #death

Because it was all I wanted to fucking know. It was all I wanted to know in this fucking world: where did the beautiful boys go? Where did the beautiful boys go? Where the hell did they go? ↗

— Brendan Cowell

#suicide #waste-of-life #beauty

Life serves the food, and Death always shows up to the banquet, like an univited guest with nothing in hand to contribute, just to devour everything then leave. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #devour #left-with-nothing #life #selfish