#light

I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have had you by my side than all the blue in the world. But now you are talking as if love were a consolation. Simone Weil warned otherwise. 'Love is not consolation,' she wrote. 'It is light.' All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light. ↗

— Maggie Nelson

#love #love

All around, grown men were getting out of cars and shoving at each other like fifteen-year-olds, the bunch of juiced-up, armchair quarterbacks ready to peanut-gallery it up: The closest they were going to get to the octagon was standing on the outside of the chicken wire looking in. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#men

Don’t be insecure about aiming to be a small business. Anyone who runs a business that’s sustainable and profitable, whether it’s big or small, should be ↗

— Jason Fried

#business

Men as a class appear to be "at risk," maybe even at high risk. ↗

— Richard Rohr

#men

Hebben katholieken ook niet een veel prettiger leven? In ieder geval een stuk luchtiger en onbezorgder. Aflaatjes, biechten, weesgegroetjes en een mens kan zonder schuldgevoel weer verder zondigen. ↗

— Judy Lohman

#men

affliction or grief to the children of men. (Lamentations 3:32-33) God's ↗

— Gerald Bridges

#men

Please come with me to my car, Belle,” he offered gently, limping towards me. “I mean, only if you want to.” “Uh-uh. Not with that attitude.” “Pretty please?” I shook my head disappointedly. “What’s the magic verb form?” “Belle,” he groaned. “We don’t have time for this. Plus I hate when you make me do this.” “Imperative, Edwart. The magic verb form is imperative. You don’t have to hide your natural inclination to boss me around. I want you to feel comfortable with me, Edwart. To the point of domination.” “Okay, okay.” He took a deep breath and pointed at me. “You,” he said stiffly, the words flowing straight from some primordial, bossy wordbank. “Come to the place where you want to go, which, hopefully, is my car, where I will be, God willing.” “All right.” He relaxed. “You’re not angry at me for being domineering? That wasn’t a trick?” “No, Edwart,” I said, leading him to his car. “Get in. ↗

— Harvard Lampoon

#nightlight #parody #twilight #attitude

...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight... ↗

— John Geddes

#field #loneliness #nature #poetry-quotes #twilight

he saw in Populism the first glimmerings of some of the great intellectual upheavals of the twentieth century—naturalism, muckraking, and hard-hitting social satire—which would eventually topple the genteel tradition of the nineteenth century. In a peculiar way, Parrington seemed to think, Kansas was one of the birthplaces of literary modernism. ↗

— Thomas Frank

#nature

Meditation is an excellent habit and tool for transformation, however your ‘practice’ should eventually evolve into your natural primary state of being. ↗

— Gary Hopkins

#enlightenment #god #higher-self #holy-spirit #inspirational