#om

An odd thing about perception is that when we identify some new thing with one or more of our five senses, it is not really, immutably real -- it is a passing will o’ the wisp, an artifact of the senses and the translations of the brain until we get used to it and we give it a home in our hearts ↗

— Nigel Hey

#life-lessons #mind #philosophy #psychology #reality

I was shocked to read that Lord Ferrers, a Home Office minister, when booked for speeding and presented with a £40 fixed penalty with three penalty points, them wrote to the Suffolk police to thank them for catching him. There is a sickness in England. If his lordship appreciates punishment so much, it was unkind just to fine him. He should have been caned, with his trousers down, by the side of the road. ↗

— Auberon Waugh

#home

There would remain no sign of you ever having played in this house. Your childhood is going to be swept under a camel-skin rug and elevators are going to be built over the lake we once swam in. This address, as we know it, would be lost forever and we’ll wake up in a box-sized room: cramped, trampled and sensationally unhappy.' ('Left from Dhakeshwari') ↗

— Kunal Sen

#dislocation #home #rootsbelonging #urbanisation #home

Are you going to kiss me or not?” He released the jacket. “Not,” he rasped. “Then I’ll kiss you.” Cupping his nape, she drew his head down, but Nate laid his fingertips over her mouth. “Some things you can’t take back.” Claire lifted his hand. “Some things you don’t want to. ↗

— Karina Bliss

#karina-bliss #home

He thinks money spent on a home is money wasted. He's lived too much in hotels. Never the best hotels, of course. Second-rate hotels. He doesn't understand a home. He doesn't feel at home in it. And yet, he wants a home. He's even proud of having this shabby place. He loves it here. ↗

— Eugene O'Neill

#hotel #hotels #home

When I got home I peered down at the lobster to see how he was doing. The inner plastic bag was sucked tight around him and clouded up. It looked like something out of an eighties made-for-TV movie, with some washed-up actress taking too many pills and trying to off herself with a Macy's bag. ↗

— Julie Powell

#humor #lobster #home

Joan and the Judge had gone to a Sunday brunch with friends. They would be home shortly, in good spirits probably, unless of course they saw their boy frozen to the mailbox. So Claire and Maggie had no choice. They each grabbed a shoulder and hooked under an elbow and yanked suddenly without warning. Scotty brought his hands quickly to his mouth. All three stood quietly staring at the miniature pink circle of flesh still stuck on the mailbox. "It looks like a little pizza," said Maggie without thinking. ↗

— Peter Hedges

#home

The Creator wished to bless the home of the Iroquois and he placed his immense hand upon the earth, and the impression it left was the Finger Lakes” Myths, Legends and Lore Central New York and the Finger Lakes ↗

— Melanie Zimmer

#home

Ce sera, dit-il au garçon venu prendre la commande de son dessert, un supervibrateur subatomique antiextraterrestre ↗

— Fredric Brown

#science #home

What up Brit-Boy?" "I was just wondering," he said,"about the significance of your canine collar." Why was the collar such a big deal? Back home, half the girls wore them. "It was a gift from someone with twice the cojones you have." He raised his eyebrows. "You only have the data to validate half of that statement," he said, letting his legs fall apart and glancing downward. "But that could be corrected. ↗

— Lee McClain

#humor #home