#los

Never perceive anything as being inevitable or predestined. The only absolute is uncertainty. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#philosophy #uncertainty #life

This is the kind of thing that makes sense to them; this is a language they know. They know what to do with`disease'. They know how to attach a doctor's medical descriptions to hope. ↗

— Amy Reed

#disease #life #loss #pain #life

Give me matter and i will build a world out of it. ↗

— Immanuel Kant

#science #science

My desire for knowledge is intermittent; but my desire to bathe my head in atmospheres unknown to my feet is perennial and constant. The highest that we can attain to is not Knowledge, but Sympathy with Intelligence. I do not know that this higher knowledge amounts to anything more definite than a novel and grand surprise on a sudden revelation of the insufficiency of all that we called Knowledge before,—a discovery that there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in our philosophy. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#dreams

Don’t listen to those people who suggest you should be “over” your daughter’s death by now. The people who squawk the loudest about such things have almost never had to get over anything. Or at least not anything that was genuinely, mind-fuckingly, soul-crushingly life altering. Some of those people believe they’re being helpful by minimizing your pain. Others are scared of the intensity of your loss and so they use their words to push your grief away. Many of those people love you and are worthy of your love, but they are not the people who will be helpful to you when it comes to healing the pain of your daughter’s death. They live on Planet Earth. You live on Planet My Baby Died. ↗

— Cheryl Strayed

#pain #beauty

You can't just make me different and then leave ↗

— John Green

#death #driving #drunk #dying #loss

You are an aperture through which the universe is looking at and exploring itself. ↗

— Alan Wilson Watts

#metaphysical #philosophy #metaphysics

The world has become sad because a puppet was once melancholy. The nihilist, that strange martyr who has no faith, who goes to the stake without enthusiasm, and dies for what he does not believe in, is a purely literary product. He was invented by Turgenev, and completed by Dostoevsky. Robespierre came out of the pages of Rousseau as surely as the People's Palace rose out debris of a novel. Literature always anticipates life. It does not copy it, but moulds it to its purpose. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#philosophy #faith

Some day people will ask me what is the key to my success...and I will simply say, "good Karma. ↗

— K. Crumley

#philosophy #karma

If I am not for myself, who will be for me? But if I am only for myself, what am I? And if not now, when? ↗

— Hillel the Elder

#self-worth #self-worth