#ma

Some days I feel like a breast stuck in a mammography machine. ↗

— Holly Patrone

#mammograms #death

Maybe I'm stupid or whatever, but to me if I got a concussion, if I could see straight and I could carry a football then I'm not telling anybody. ↗

— Ricky Williams

#carry #could #football #got #i

Dying a thousand deaths in my head to protect you is better than losing you one time in the flesh." ~ Gustaf Ræliksen ↗

— Renee Vincent

#paranormal #romance #viking #death

We don’t know why God chose to deliver Peter from death and James through death. The text doesn’t say. ↗

— K. Howard Joslin

#deliverance #endurance #faith #martyrs #death

Elaine turned to her father in her distress. ‘Father will you give me permission to ride after Sir Lancelot? I must reach him. Otherwise I will go out of my mind with grief.’ ‘Go, good daughter. Rescue him, if you can.’ So she made herself ready for the journey, weeping all the time. Gawain himself rode back to the court of the king in London” –The Fair Maid of Astolat ↗

— Peter Ackroyd

#lancelot #sir-gawain #sir-lancelot #the-death-of-king-arthur #the-fair-maid-of-astolat

..bright eyes and subtle variations of blue... ↗

— Owl City

#owl-city #rainbow #song-lyrics #veins #dreams

Get busy with the issue! In this regard, time is not friendly…nor should it be. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#friend #friendly #hurry #issue #matter

Three causes especially have excited the discontent of mankind; and, by impelling us to seek remedies for the irremediable, have bewildered us in a maze of madness and error. These are death, toil, and the ignorance of the future.. ↗

— Charles Mackay

#madness #death

eheu, nos miseros, quam totus humuncio nil est. sic erimus cuncti, postquam nos auferet Orcus. ergo vivamus, dum licet esse bene. Alas, us miserable creatures, all that man is is nothing. In this way we will all be, when death carries us. Therefore, we must live, while we are able to be well. ↗

— Patronius

#patronius #trimalchio #death

Death; those of us who outrun it, can never escape it. It held me in its clutches long enough to steal my life, and though I breathe, and talk, and I'm capable of human emotion on the outside, inside, I'm a cold, putrid corpse of a human being. ↗

— A.M Hudson

#hudson #paranormal-romance #vampire #death