#lt

People can be free from suffering if people give up selfish desires for power,wealth,and pleasure. ↗

— Buddhist Belief

#wealth

I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual…O how I laugh when I think of my vague indefinite riches. No run on my bank can drain it, for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#joyfulness #thanksgiving #wealth

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest? ↗

— Rumi

#quest #rumi #wealth

Despite a voluminous and often fervent literature on "income distribution," the cold fact is that most income is not distributed: It is earned. ↗

— Thomas Sowell

#earnings #economics #income #socialism #wealth

How about I take you to my studio? Much less dangerous. Plus, I need a model and you could sit for me." "You want me to sit for a portrait?" I asked stunned. "Actually, at the moment I'm concentrating on full-length nudes, in the spirit of Modigliani," Jules said. He was making an effort to keep a straight face. "Just kidding, Kates. You're a lady." Jules was trying the guilt-trip method of attack. And it was working. "Ok I'll pose for you," I conceded. "But under no circumstances will any article of clothing leave my body whilst I am in your studio." "And if you're elsewhere?" he asked, breaking into a sly smile. I rolled my eyes. ↗

— Amy Plum

#katie #lol #portrait #guilt

guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine ↗

— Fay Weldon

#motherhood #she-may-not-leave #guilt

What man ever openly apologizes for slander? It is not so much a feeling of slander as it is that of a massive lie, a misdeed not only to the slandered but also to those manipulated in the process. He has made them all, every one, his enemies, thereupon he is so overwhelmed with guilt that he will deny it until his grave. ↗

— Criss Jami

#deceit #defamation #denial #enemy #feelings

Guilt is a destructive and ultimately pointless emotion ↗

— Lynn Crilly

#guilt #recovery #guilt

Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low. ↗

— Michelangelo Buonarroti

#guilt

It all made sense — terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the torment of partly knowing had yielded to the infinitely greater terror of knowing precisely ↗

— Flora Rheta Schreiber

#dissociation #dissociative #dissociative-amnesia #dissociative-identity-disorder #fugue