#mad

Depression: the healthy suspicion that modern life has no meaning and that modern society is absurd and alienating. ↗

— Neel Burton

#happiness #madness #mental-illness #modern-life #society

I wanted a guy who made my stomach flutter, who was polite and respectful to everyone because he didn't think of anybody as beneath him, a man who did good things not because of what he’d gain but simply because it was the right thing to do. I wanted someone that cared about the injustices of the world and tried to help even if the issue didn't affect his life. ↗

— Skyla Madi

#skyla-madi #life

I'm not going to stay sround to send reapers to kill people who are too scared, or frightened, or JUST PLAIN STUPID to find joy in life. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#madison #reapers #life

I have studied him (Muhammad PBUH) - the wonderful man and in my opinion for from being an anti-Christ, he must be called the Savior of Humanity. I believe that if a man like him were to assume the dictatorship of the modern world, he would succeed in solving its problems in a way that would bring it much needed peace and happiness. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#islam #knowledge #muhammad #truth #christ

Had he learned to draw, M. Renoir would have made a very pleasing canvas out of his 'Boating Party'. ↗

— Albert Wolff

#draw #had #his #learned #made

All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in a strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. ↗

— Yann Martel

#living-things #madness #life

If I fail I’ll come back to you... Then both of us will die together. Both of us will vanish from the life of our tribe. ↗

— Amador T. Daguio

#wedding-dance #life

Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#insanity #madness #sever #the-chemical-garden-trilogy #vaughn

Hearts melt when the Beloved of Allah is mentioned. ↗

— Habib Kadhim al-Saqqaf

#god #hearts #islam #love #prophet-muhammad

Il s’était tant de fois entendu dire ces choses, qu’elles n’avaient pour lui rien d’original. Emma ressemblait à toutes les maîtresses ; et le charme de la nouveauté, peu à peu tombant comme un vêtement, laissait voir à nu l’éternelle monotonie de la passion, qui a toujours les mêmes formes et le même langage. Il ne distinguait pas, cet homme si plein de pratique, la dissemblance des sentiments sous la parité des expressions. Parce que des lèvres libertines ou vénales lui avaient murmuré des phrases pareilles, il ne croyait que faiblement à la candeur de celles-là ; on en devait rabattre, pensait-il, les discours exagérés cachant les affections médiocres ; comme si la plénitude de l’âme ne débordait pas quelquefois par les métaphores les plus vides, puisque personne, jamais, ne peut donner l’exacte mesure de ses besoins, ni de ses conceptions, ni de ses douleurs, et que la parole humaine est comme un chaudron fêlé où nous battons des mélodies à faire danser les ours, quand on voudrait attendrir les étoiles. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#love #madame-bovary #love