#ok

The Shaod, it was called. The Transformation... When it came, the fortuante person's life ended and began anew; he would discard his old, mundane existence and move to Elantris. Elantris, where he could live in bliss, rule in wisdom, and be worshiped for eternity. Eternity ended ten years ago. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#eternity #hook #mundane #shaod #wisdom

The sweetest part of being a couple was sharing your life with someone else. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#life

Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#breeze #field-station #jack-kerouac #life #life

We human being build houses because we`re alive but we write books because we` re mortal. We live in groups because we`re sociable but we read because we know we`re alone. Reading offers a kind of companionship that takes no one`s place but that no one can replace either. It offers no definitive explanation of our destiny but links us inextricably to life. Its tiny secret links remind us of how paradoxically happy we are to be alive while illuminating how tragically absurd life is.” p.174 ↗

— Daniel Pennac

#literature #reading #life

Associate with the noblest people you can find; read the best books; live with the mighty; but learn to be happy alone. ↗

— Saul Bellow

#happiness #life #reading #self-sufficiency #life

Why does everyone think a girl who prefers books to people must be in want of a life? ↗

— Lauren Morrill

#bookworms #people #reading #life

This is what reading is like to me. It's finding a spring in the midst of a barren land. Just when I think I might up and die of thirst, I stumble onto this fresh, cold water, and I'm suddenly given this new life because I can-and do-drink to my heart's content. ↗

— Beverly Lewis

#reading #life

You’ll be fine. You’re 25. Feeling [unsure] and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time. ↗

— Louis C.K.

#fine #life #okay #unsure #life

This was the lesson we kept learning over and over and over, the lesson our mother was best capable of teaching us. Love—whatever else it might or might not be—was fleeting. Love stormed into your life and occupied it, it took over every corner of your soul, made itself comfortable, made itself wanted, then treasured, then necessary, love did all of this and then it did next the only thing it had left to do, it retreated, it vanished, it left no trace of itself. Love was horrifying. ↗

— Christie Hodgen

#love #sad #true #life

That's one of the amazing things great books like this do - they don't just get you to see the world differently, they get you to look at people, the people all around you, differently. ↗

— Will Schwalbe

#viewing-others #life