#ness

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries. ↗

— Kathryn Stockett

#help

The ultimate test of man's conscience may be his willingness to sacrifice something today for future generations whose words of thanks will not be heard. ↗

— Gaylord Nelson

#earth-day #future #gary-nelson #generations #heard

Percy, let me go" she croaked. "You can't pull me up." His face was white with effort. She could see in his eyes that he knew it was hopeless. "Never," he said. He looked up at Nico, fifteen feet above. "The other side, Nico! We'll see you there. Understand?" Nico's eyes widened. "But-" "Lead them!" Percy shouted. "Promise me!" "I-I will." Below them, the voice laughed in the darkness. Sacrifices. Beautiful sacrifices to wake the goddess. Percy tightened his grip on Annabeth's wrist. His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome. "We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again." Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall. "As long as we're together," she said. She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw sunlight far, far above- maybe the last sunlight she would ever see. Then Percy let go of his ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#beauty

Never look down on anybody unless you're helping them up. ↗

— Jesse Jackson

#kindness #help

I make it easier for people to leave by making them hate me a little. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#helpfulness #leaving #help

Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold. ↗

— Mark Z. Danielewski

#horror #house-of-leaves #insightful #insight

As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt. ↗

— Jack London

#suffering #weak #weakness #london

Being FEARLESS isn't being 100% Not FEARFUL, it's being terrified but you jump anyway... ↗

— Taylor Swift

#fearlessness #swift #taylor #taylor-swift #fear

Silence in the shell of a city, no baby crying, no car honking, no ambulance shrieking, no lovers moaning, no drunks throwing up in the alley, no lights, nothing but wind and rain and snow in its season and rust and a rattling of open doors and carcass smell. It was a possibility like a brain tumor or a scorpion bite. ↗

— Anne Roiphe

#art-and-madness #autobiographical #art

As the connections have been broken by the fragmentation and isolation of work, they can be restored by restoring the wholeness of work. There is work that is isolating, harsh, destructive, specialized or trivialized into meaninglessness. And there is work that is restorative, convivial, dignified and dignifying, and pleasing. Good work is not just the maintenance of connections - as one is now said to work "for a living" or "to support a family" - but the enactment of connections. It is living, and a way of living; it is not support for a family in the sense of an exterior brace or prop, but is one of the forms and acts of love. (pg. 133, The Body and the Earth) ↗

— Wendell Berry

#living #love #wholeness #work #art