#me

Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you're supposed to. Stay home on New Year's Eve if that's what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story. Make a deal with yourself that you'll attend a set number of social events in exchange for not feeling guilty when you beg off. ↗

— Susan Cain

#extrovert #introversion #introvert #home

We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don' t have books, don't fuck them. ↗

— John Waters

#home

I had been so mad at him when I left, I'd given them back. All except for the one that stuck to the bottom of the jar. He smiled. "They're at home, waiting." "For what?" His eyes glittered. "That, I cannot say. ↗

— Kiera Cass

#love #home

Back at home, people would have been weeping and doing a lot of very public group hugs. At Wexford, some people just aggressively pretended nothing was happening. ↗

— Maureen Johnson

#england #home

Where they had once ambled alone, they now walked together home. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#home #soulmates #home

Deciding to spit in the eye of every homely matron who ever warned her children not to stare into the sun directly, you crank the titanic telescope around to look directly towards the sun, the center of our solar system. ↗

— Daniel Keidl

#matron #sun #telescope #home

I'm just an animal looking for a home Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead ↗

— David Byrne

#talking-heads #this-must-be-the-place #home

So, there we were. The five of us - Marco, Tobias, Rachel, Cassie, and me. Five normal mallrats heading home. Sometimes I think about that one, last moment when we were still just normal kids. It's like it was a million years ago, like it was some totally different group of kids. You know what I was afraid of right then? I was afraid of admitting to Tom that I hadn't made the team. That was as scary as life got back then. Five minutes later, life got a lot scarier. ↗

— Katherine Applegate

#home

Living grows 'round us like a skin to shut away the desolation for if we clearly mark the furthest deep we should be dead long years before the grave But turning around within the homely shell of worry, discontent and narrow joy we grow and flourish and rarely see the outside dark that would confound our eyes Some break the shell I think that there are those who push their fingers through the brittle walls and make a hole and through that cruel slit stare out across the cinders of the world with naked eyes They look both in and out knowing themselves and too much else beside ↗

— molly drake

#kendimiçin #home

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo-and-juliet #love