#musings

I,' she began in her thoughts, as we all do when thinking of ourselves. But this I was her, something, someone whose life she really lived. She was this I, in body and soul, one with its very flesh, its memories, its past, present and future, all of which we seal into a single destiny each time we face ourselves and utter that tiny, unalterable word: 'I. ↗

— Dezső Kosztolányi

#musings #life

Savor life: don't just breathe it in; exhale the moment to intake the next. ↗

— KC Rhoads

#hope #inspirational #life #musings #philosophical

Progress is heading in a forward direction and realizing what was behind is now your legacy! ↗

— KC Rhoads

#inspirational #philosophical-musings #inspirational

When the words demand attention, they must be delivered! ↗

— KC Rhoads

#musings #philophical #writing #inspirational

I think LOVE. Love is what brings families together, and love is often what drives them apart. Love can act as both a fuel and an exterminator for fire, a cause of war, but also of peace. Love brings new souls to the family and removes old ones. Love is a chain of memories, like an old photo album of life- you never really can throw it away. ↗

— Chloe Gadsby-Jones

#fredrick-andrews #love #philosophical-musings #family

Oh, gentlemen, perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I've never been able to start or finish anything. Granted, granted I'm a babbler, a harmless, irksome babbler, as we all are. But what's to be done if the sole and express purpose of every intelligent man is babble--that is, a deliberate pouring from empty into void. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#meaning-of-life #philosophical-musings #searching #thinking #intelligence

Why does it seem easier for us to accept reality when it is within the confinement of the animal kingdom yet so hard for us to face it in our? ↗

— Aysha Taryam

#culture #humanity-and-society #philosophical-musings #philosophy-of-life #life

But no matter what I do, it will always get me, bother me, and you know what this is, what gets me, and will continue to get me throughout my existence? It’s that we as humans will never know the results of the other choice. What would have happened if I chose that instead of this? Naturally, the results or consequences would probably be different, perhaps very different. More importantly, would the other option have been the better choice? We will never know. I will never know. And this will always get me. ↗

— Jack Serv

#nature

It's a cold sun that casts long shadows. ↗

— Christopher Carosa

#science #science

Like billiard balls colliding our courses were altered. ↗

— Linda Collison

#philosophical-musings #the-butterfly-effect #historical-fiction