#ma

When the commonplace "We must all die" tranfors itself suddenly into the acute consciousness "I must die - and soon," then death grapples us, and his fingers are cruel; afterwards, he may come to fold us in his arms as our mother did, and our last moment of dim earthly discerning may be like the first. ↗

— George Eliot

#death

The most ruthless of all humans are the ones cornered in by death. ↗

— Yuu Watase

#humanity #death

In the world of imagination, all things belong. ↗

— Richard Hugo

#imagination

That was magic, sweetest.” The witch flexed her fingers, wriggled them in front of her. “Did she think it a wave of the hands? A slip of the tongue?” A kiss upon her skin. She could see the woman reaching out and taking her in hand, kissing each finger as though they were her possessions. Then it was gone. Charlotte blinked. The woman had not stirred. “Not all things are so simple. I was he and he was me and I took your poison into myself, and made it his. All things join beneath the earth. I burned, then so did he. More will burn. Come hair or wool, more will burn. ↗

— Chris Galford

#magic #death

For the most part, I have a very manageable celebrity. People recognize me from time to time, and they usually say very appreciative things. It affords me a great deal of pleasure. ↗

— Armistead Maupin

#appreciative #celebrity #deal #from time to time #great

My only regret about being gay is that I repressed it for so long. I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don't make that mistake yourself. Life's too damn short. ↗

— Armistead Maupin

#been #being #could #damn #feared

We returned to our palaces, these Kingdoms, but no longer at ease here in the old dispensation, with an alien people clutching their gods. I should be glad of another death. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#poetry #death

I made money. What am I gonna invest in? Stocks? No. I'm going to invest in music. ↗

— Melissa Auf der Maur

#going #gonna #i #invest #made

Lady Moon rose an' gazed o'er my busted'n'beautsome Valleys with silv'ry'n'sorryin' eyes, an' the dingos mourned for the died uns. ↗

— David Mitchell

#death #description #destruction #moon #mourning

I run like I have cirrus clouds for legs and rainbow knees. What is life, if not a marathon of love?
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— Jarod Kintz

#clouds #funny #humor #knees #life