#mortal

The printing press was at first mistaken for an engine of immortality by everybody except Shakespeare. ↗

— Marshall McLuhan

#everybody #except #first #immortality #mistaken

All great enterprises have a pearl of faith at their core, and this must be ours: that Americans are still a people born to liberty. That they retain the capacity for self-government. That, addressed as free-born, autonomous men and women of God-given dignity, they will rise yet again to drive back a mortal enemy. ↗

— Mitch Daniels

#again #autonomous #back #born #capacity

Past humanity is not only implicit in each new man born but is contained in him. Humanity is an ever-widening spiral and life is the beam that plays briefly on each succeeding ring. All humanity from its beginning to its end is already present but the beam has not yet played beyond you. ↗

— Flann O'Brien

#mortality #soul #life

Even if their supplies of love are finite, they've figured out that life is, too, and they're no longer rationing. ↗

— Julianna Baggott

#mortality #life

Immortality goes through dead before all. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#life #love #life

When mortals discuss about the eternity, conclusively it will be a lifetime discussion. ↗

— Toba Beta

#eternity #life #lifetime #mortal #truth

A book is a product of a pact with the Devil that inverts the Faustian contract, he'd told Allie. Dr Faustus sacrificed eternity in return for two dozen years of power; the writer agrees to the ruination of his life, and gains (but only if he's lucky) maybe not eternity, but posterity, at least. Either way (this was Jumpy's point) it's the Devil who wins. ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#faust #immortality #knowledge #life

His debtors always assumed he'd demand their firstborn. Like I'm fucking Rumpelstiltskin? What would Lothaire do with countless squalling babes? Raise them in a kennel? ↗

— Kresley Cole

#paranormal-romance #vampire #immortality

Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, "Somehow, I thought it would be bigger." Clary looked at the Cup in her hand. It was the size, perhaps, of an ordinary wineglass, only much heavier. Power thrummed through it, like blood through living veins. "It's a perfectly nice size," she said indignantly. "Oh, it's big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting something… you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. "It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle #jace #mortal-instruments #broken

Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me.” “Liked you, liked you?” Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. “Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . . ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #kissed #magnus-bane #mortal-instruments #sisters