#me

Why was this bloody world created?" "As a sewer for the stars," a voice in front of him said. "Alternatively to know God and to glorify Him forever." " [...] The two answers are not, of course, necessarily alternative. ↗

— Charles Williams

#life

Often, when I have been feeling lonely, when a book as been thrust aside in boredom [...] I have lain back and stared at the shadows on the ceiling, wondering what life is all about [...] and then, suddenly, there is the echo of the swinging door, and across the carpet, walking with the utmost delicacy and precision, stalks Four or Five or Oscar. He sits down on the floor beside me, regarding my long legs, my old jumper, and my floppy arms, with a purely practical interest. Which part of this large male body will form the most appropriate lap? Usually he settles for the chest. Whereupon he springs up and there is a feeling of cold fur [...] and the tip of an icy nose, thrust against my wrist and a positive tattoo of purrs. And I no longer wonder what life is all about. ↗

— Beverley Nichols

#meaning-of-life #life

Widow. The word consumes itself. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#itself #widow #word

Made as we were in the image of God we scarcely find it strange to take again our God as our All. God was our original habitat and our hearts cannot but feel at home when they enter again that ancient and beautiful abode. ↗

— A.W. Tozer

#christian #god #home #beauty

Daring to wear something different takes effort. ↗

— Miuccia Prada

#different #different takes #effort #something #takes

Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#free #need #only #our #our dreams

Taxation is just a sophisticated way of demanding money with menaces. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#just #menaces #money #sophisticated #taxation

I don't like hawking 'round other people's memories. That wasn't part of the deal when I was born. ↗

— Hugo Pratt

#deal #hawking #i #i was born #like

I don't do any vulgar movements. ↗

— Elvis Presley

#i #movements #vulgar

Metal is made up of many silly cliches, and Dio's songs rarely shied away from a good cheeseball lyric about medieval knights and crystal balls. But the amazing thing is, Dio the man never succumbed to the typical ravages of drugs, booze or hideous all-body tattoos. He never gained 75 pounds later in life or lost most of his voice through merciless shredding and ended it all playing county fairs for 19 drunk dudes in a barn before collapsing in a heap in a motel room in Jersey. There's a lesson in there somewhere. Or everywhere. ↗

— Mark Morford

#ronnie-james-dio #life