#lost

Maia pulled on a braid. "I ran into Eric of all people. He told me what happened and that you'd backed out of Millenium Lint's gigs for the past two weeks because of it." "Actually, they changed their name," Jordan said. "They're Midnight Burrito now. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jordan #maia #change

And many a day's hours were like that. As if someone fashioned my likeness somewhere in order to torment it slowly with needles. I felt each sharp prick of his playing, and it was: as if a rain fell on me in which all things change. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#change

They changed their minds, Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell. ↗

— John Milton

#epic-poem #john #milton #paradise-lost #satan

So we are steaming along without any landmark; we can't gauge our speed. We are making progress and yet nothing is changing. It's not navigation but dreaming. ↗

— Albert Camus

#dreaming-of-amelia #lost #progress #the-fall #change

You grow (and thrive!) by doing what excites you and what scares you everyday, not by trying to find your passion. ↗

— Derek Sivers

#find #goal #goals #life #lost

I knew I would hate my best memory because it would prove that people could fake love or that love could end or worst of all, love was not powerful enough to change a life. ↗

— Mona Simpson

#love #change

Changing words isn't so hard. Recognizing a particular sound, swapping it for another - that was easy even for your ancestors. Reading what happens in your head and the heads of all the beings around you, now that is difficult. Finding equivalents in one culture for the basic concepts of another - that is really difficult. I say the word vegetable and the translator tells you something like 'edible moss'. So, yes, it's a miracle, but it's a dangerous miracle. It makes you think you understand beasts and you never do. When it comes down to it, you can't even understand your own species. ↗

— Peadar Ó Guilín

#interpreting #lost-in-translation #translations #change

Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up. ↗

— Sarah Ockler

#death #lost #love #tragedy #weeping

When I was a child, all problems had ended with a single word from my father. A smile from him was sunshine, his scowl a bolt of thunder. He was smart, and generous, and honorable without fail. He could exile a trespasser, check my math homework, and fix the leaky bathroom sink, all before dinner. For the longest time, I thought he was invincible. Above the petty problems that plagued normal people. And now he was gone. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#father #faythe-sanders #lost #love #death

Black for hunting through the night For death and sorrow, the color’s white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown, And red to call enchantment down. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#shadowhunter #death