#of

The mind and the breath are the king and queen of human consciousness". ↗

— Leonard D. Orr

#conscious-breathing #immortality #meditation #new-age #new-age-movement

Shaga: How would you like to die, little man? Tyrion: In my bed, at the age of eighty with a belly full of wine and a woman's mouth around my cock. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#game-of-thrones #geogre-r-r-martin #age

The thing about traveling alone, is that you run into your insecurities and fears times ten the normal! You run into all the good things and all the bad things about yourself on a daily basis, and are allowed the opportunity to truly become your own friend. Traveling alone is a learning process; some people travel for leisure, I travel to run into myself! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#courage #know-thyself #learning #overcoming-fears #self-discovery

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#in-his-arms #the-age-of-innocence #age

Sometimes when you get older—and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking generally, because everyone ages differently—things you think on and wish on start to seem real. And then you believe them, and before you know it they're a part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they're not true—why, then you get offended. ↗

— Sara Gruen

#belief #challenge #history #life #offended

A Arte é, com efeito, o aperfeiçoamento subjectivo da vida. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#filosofia #art

Who is old enough to ask, is old enough to know. ↗

— Sharon Lee

#knowledge #age

Holding the power did strange things to my mind. In just a few moments, I became familiar with the power itself, with its history, and with the ways it might be used. Yet, this knowledge was different from experience, or even ability to use that power. For instance, I knew how to move a planet in the sky. Yet, I didn't know where to place it so that it wouldn't be too close, or too far, from the sun. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#age

I don’t know if it was just me making things up in my head but after the fear in their eyes had gone what replaced it was like a sad kind of wondering. A wondering of where the old me was hiding. A wondering about where the old me had gone to. It was like I had suddenly been taken over by someone else and they could see the old me had fallen away for good. ↗

— Kerem Mermutlu

#teen #young-adult-fiction #age

...; the chipped plates might have been disinterred from some kitchen midden near an inhabited lake; and the chops recalled times more ancient still. They brought forcibly to one's mind the night of ages when the primeval man, evolving the first rudiments of cookery from his dim consciousness, scorched lumps of flesh at a fire of sticks... ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#primeval-man #tales-of-the-sea #age