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But the elastic heart of youth cannot be compressed into one constrained shape long at a time. ↗

— Mark Twain

#life

I watched the spinning stars, grateful, sad and proud, as only a man who has outlived his destiny and realizes he might yet forge himself another, can be. ↗

— Roger Zelazny

#life #longing #poetry #pride #sense-of-wonder

Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#solitude #the-house-of-mirth #life

For a woman a man will do many things that he'd turn his back on in an instant when alone; things he'd back away from, nine times out of ten, even when drunk adn with a bunch of his friends egging him on. ↗

— Stephen King

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Behind tranquillity lies conquered unhappiness. ↗

— J. William T. Youngs

#humanitarian #politics #women-s-rights #life

I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life? ↗

— John Green

#dead-people #forget #memory #rest-of-my-life #life

Upon my word, I think the truth is the hardest missile one can be pelted with. ↗

— George Eliot

#truth-of-life #life

What is the meaning of it, Watson? said Holmes solemnly as he laid down the paper. "What object is served by this circle of misery and violence and fear? It must tend to some end, or else our universe is ruled by chance, which is unthinkable. But what end? There is the great standing perennial problem to which human reason is as far from an answer as ever. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

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Coffee makes us severe, and grave and philosophical. ↗

— Jonathan Swift

#consciousness #elixir-of-life #life #mornings #life

Nothing is easier than to admit in words the truth of the universal struggle for life, or more difficult - at least I have found it so - than constantly to bear this conclusion in mind...We behold the face of nature bright with gladness...We do not see, or we forget, that the birds which are idly singing round us mostly live on insects and seeds, and are thus constantly destroying life. ↗

— Charles Darwin

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