#mo

We let life live us, instead of us living life. ↗

— Helen M. Ryan

#life

Life may not be exactly pleasant, but it is at least not dull. Heave yourself into Hell today, and you may miss, tomorrow or next day, another Scopes trial, or another War to End War, or perchance a rich and buxom widow with all her first husband's clothes. There are always more Hardings hatching. I advocate hanging on as long as possible. ↗

— H.L. Mencken

#life #life

That's because we were together for two years and she led me on a treacherous journey through bitchy, across frigid, and into the land of cheating psycho. I barely escaped with my life. It required a week of solid moping just so my balls could grow back. ↗

— S.E. Culpepper

#life

Nadie parece haber caído en cuenta de que si la existencia es absurda, lograr en ella un éxito brillante no tiene más valor que fracasar por completo. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#philosophy-of-life #life

Senator John Stennis: The civil rights movement did more to free the white man that the black man. ... It freed my soul. ↗

— Joe Biden

#politics #life

All I'm trying to say is that if you're not willing to observe this, if you're just going to condemn it, you're never going to see it. It's there, whether you like it or not. This is stupid life-force we're dealing with here," he said. "Think how old it is, Jim. Think how huge it is. Understanding it doesn't make any difference. ↗

— Jim Paul

#philosophy #life

Deus ex machina not only erases all meaning and emotion, it's an insult to the audience. Each of us knows we must choose and act, for better or worse, to determine the meaning of our lives...Deus ex machina is an insult because it is a lie. ↗

— Robert McKee

#choice #deus-ex-machina #emotion #lies #meaning-of-life

There's nothing gay about living life straight ↗

— Paul B. Tripp

#gay-and-lesbian #memoir #military #reparative-therapy #life

Pericles, he reflected, was a sad case. He'd been a postman all his life, a solid, reliable worker, until one Christmas when he had stolen all the gifts he was meant to deliver: wind-chimes, scented candles, Belgian chocolates, cowbells from the Bernese Oberland. Most of the haul had been lavished on his elderly mother; the rest he had stashed in his bedroom, which the old lady, being too frail to climb the stairs, no longer cleaned. ↗

— Alison Fell

#mother-son #postal #theft #life

But my mother was aglow. She had a continuing fascination with celebrities, and now she had one of her own. She was never moved by what I was doing (in an interview she said, "He writes his own material, I’m always telling him he needs a new writer")… ↗

— Steve Martin

#life