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When we lose our myths we lose our place in the universe. ↗


— Madeleine L'Engle


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Happiness is a myth. It was invented to make us buy new things. ↗


— Gregory David Roberts


#myth

Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world. ↗


— Albert Camus


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Human beings live in their myths. They only endure their realities. ↗


— Robert Anton Wilson


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It was a rainy night. It was the myth of a rainy night. ↗


— Jack Kerouac


#rain #rainy-night #myth

Myth must be kept alive. The people who can keep it alive are the artists of one kind or another. ↗


— Joseph Campbell


#myths #myth

Never is a man more proud than when he shuffles paper in front of an illiterate person. ↗


— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko


#mystrey #paranormal-romancesuspense #thriller #zimbabwe #thriller

They didn't understand, for we were Shakespeare, and they were mere actors in the play. ↗


— Cassandra Giovanni


#walking-in-the-shadows #ya-romance #ya-thriller #thriller

How very like you, Puck.” Ash’s voice came from a great distance, and the room started to spin. “Offer them a taste of faery wine, and act surprised when they’re consumed by it.” That struck me as hilarious, and I broke into hysterical giggles. And once I began, I couldn’t stop. I laughed until I was gasping for breath, tears streaming down my face. My feet itched and my skin crawled. I needed to move, to do something. I tried standing up, wanting to spin and dance, but the room tilted violently and I fell, still shrieking with laughter. Somebody caught me, scooping me off my feet and into their arms. I smelled frost and winter, and heard an exasperated sigh from somewhere above my head. “What are you doing, Ash?” I heard someone ask. A familiar voice, though I couldn’t think of his name, or why he sounded so suspicious. “I’m taking her back to her room.” The person above me sounded wonderfully calm and deep. I sighed and settled into his arms. “She’ll have to sleep off the effects of the fruit. We’ll likely be here another day because of your idiocy.” The other voice said something garbled and unintelligible. I was suddenly too sleepy and light-headed to care. Relaxing against the mysterious person’s chest, I fell into a heady sleep. ↗


— Julie Kagawa


#drunk #meghan #puck #wine #mystery

In this totally dark world, you can't live unless you're needed by someone. ↗


— Hotaru Odagiri


#betrayal






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