#ok

Aware that his disappointment has its source in a defective education, he looks with anxiety on his other daughters, whose minds, like lovely buds, are beginning to open. Where shall he find a genial soil in which he may place them to expand? ↗

— Emma Willard

#aware #beginning #buds #daughters #defective

He passed his hands over some of the fine embossed bindings as he thought, I am a book also, words and thoughts and stories held together by flesh. We open and close ourselves to the world. We are read by others or put away by them. We wait to be seen, sitting quietly on shelves for someone to bother having a look inside us. ↗

— Ari Berk

#people #read #reading #death

It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish. ↗

— Jules Renard

#death #mortality #reading #death

We live in the Facebook era. I think everyone, not just celebrities, have an unprecedented level of self-awareness, of presenting yourself to the world. The truth is, it starts with how you look, and that goes into how you dress. ↗

— Allison Williams

#dress #era #everyone #facebook #goes

Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of magic. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#communication #humanity #writing #communication

Certainly, the terror of a deserted house swells in geometrical rather than arithmetical progression as houses multiply to form a city of stark desolation. The sight of such endless avenues of fishy-eyed vacancy and death, and the thought of such linked infinities of black, brooding compartments given over to cob-webs and memories and the conqueror worm, start up vestigial fears and aversions that not even the stoutest philosophy can disperse. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#spooky #terror #death

Man's naked form belongs to no particular moment in history; it is eternal, and can be looked upon with joy by the people of all ages. ↗

— Auguste Rodin

#belongs #by the people #eternal #form #history

I am hunted by humans ↗

— Markus Zusak

#markus-zusak #the-book-thief #death

If Christ is God, He cannot sin, and if suffering was a sin in and by itself, He could not have suffered and died for us. However, since He took the most horrific death to redeem us, He showed us in fact that suffering and pain have great power. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#cross #death #death-and-dying #god #good-friday

But we have to learn to be free. We have to, Nell. Doesn't mean happy all the time, or okay all the time. It’s okay not to be okay. I told you that, but I'm relearning it myself. But not being okay doesn't mean you stop living. ↗

— Jasinda Wilder

#falling #falling-into-you #free #happy #jasinda-wilder