#life

Della ricchezza non ci importa nulla. Del potere non ci importa nulla. Di voi ricchi potenti famosi signori dell’economia e della politica e della cultura,di tutti voi vincenti non c’importa nulla. E state pur certi che non tenteremo di rubarvi il posto, non tenteremo di portarvi via il pane d’oro, state pur certi che delle vostre grandi cose non desideriamo nulla. Perché sempre di più, e sempre più spesso, noi andiamo alla ricerca dei secondi, dei minuti, delle ore lente. Sempre di più desideriamo il vuoto, la leggerezza, la pace d’un soffio di vento che giunge da lontano e che va lontano. A voi ricchi potenti famosi signori, a tutti voi, lasciamo volentieri questo mondo qui. Noi ci prendiamo tutto il resto, noi ci prendiamo la vita. ↗

— Massimiliano Santarossa

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Find out how Claude and Kelly end up from being Friends 2 Lovers as you follow them through their disappointing, confusing, loving, shocking,encouraging, and romantic moments. But can their bond last and withstand all the challenges that cross their way? ↗

— Jonathan Anthony Burkett

#life #love #life

…I am certain of this one truth: men can achieve closeness without intimacy, while women can achieve intimacy without closeness. For example, Bobbie knows every intimate detail of her dental hygienist’s private life. She doesn’t have a close relationship with her, but she knows more about the woman who cleans her teeth twice a year than I do about most of the guys I play basketball with every week. And still I feel a closeness with every one of them. Maybe it’s because I don’t know too much. ↗

— Alan Eisenstock

#manspeak #life

Everyone should get dirt on his hands each day. Doctors, intellectuals. Politicians, most of all. How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work? ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#socialism #work #life

That mysterious play which extends from love of a body to a love of an entire person has seemed to me noble enough to consecrate to it one part of my life. ↗

— Marguerite Yourcenar

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Why is it that with women, some kink, some vulnerability of the sex, is always presumed to lie at the heart of things- as if they have no other life, no relevance as important as that which they have for us men? ↗

— Anna Funder

#women-and-men #life

We pass and leave you lying. No need for rhetoric, for funeral music, for melancholy bugle-calls. No need for tears now, no need for regret. We took our risk with you; you died and we live. We take your noble gift, salute for the last time those lines of pitiable crosses, those solitary mounds, those unknown graves, and turn to live our lives out as we may. Which of us were fortunate--who can tell? For you there is silence and cold twilight drooping in awful desolation over those motionless lands. For us sunlight and the sound of women's voices, song and hope and laughter, despair, gaiety, love--life. Lost terrible silent comrades, we, who might have died, salute you. ↗

— Richard Aldington

#war #life

No, it was simply that I was uninterested in making, as I saw it, a Xerox of some old emotional state. I was in my mid-thirties, with a marriage more or less behind me. I was no longer vulnerable to curiosity's enormous momentum. I had nothing new to murmur to another on the subject of myself and not the smallest eagerness about being briefed on Danielle's supposedly unique trajectory—a curve described under the action, one could safely guess, of the usual material and maternal and soulful longings, a few thwarting tics of character, and luck good and bad. A life seemed like an old story. ↗

— Joseph O'Neill

#time #life

Kehidupan itu terasa ada saat kita dihadapkan dengan dua pilihan yaitu ya atau tidak. Mereka memaksa kita untuk berpikir. Mereka membiarkan kita untuk terus bimbang dan berharap. ↗

— Ima Fathia N

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I tell students, when in doubt, to title their story after the smallest concrete object in their story. I warn them off plays on words, ('The Rent Also Rises'--no; 'Life in My Cat House'--no) and no grand reaches, either. 'Reverence,' 'Respect,' 'Regret,' 'Greed,' 'Adventure,' 'Retribution.' And never use the worst title of all time, 'The Gift,' a story I read six times a year. ↗

— Ron Carlson

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