#on

Abortion is an atrocity. Those who practice or praise it are either damn idiots, misguided fools, or treacherous devils. ↗

— Christopher Titus

#pro-life #life

Books are a poor substitute for female companionship, but they are easier to find. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#relationships #relationships

The ultimate end of your education was to make you a good wife. ↗

— Mary Wortley Montagu

#end #good #good wife #make #ultimate

Short a bear market, go long in a bull market, either play, you do it on a hunch, harbor a whole lot of hope, then sit back and try not to bite your nails. Because no one knows anything for sure. Foresight is a hunch. Everyone is making it up as best they can, and life’s winners are those who smile at the truth of it and can cut a wake through a Sargasso of ego, guesswork, bullshit and chance. ↗

— Simon Pont

#life

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it ↗

— George Santayana

#lesson #life #past #repeat #life

I do maintain that if your hair is wrong, your entire life is wrong. ↗

— Steven Patrick Morrissey

#entire life #hair #i #i do #life

At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27th and Welton in the Denver colored section, wishing I were a Negro, feeling that the best the white world had offered was not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#life

They are so caught up in their happiness that they don't realize I'm not really a part of it. I am wandering along the periphery. I am like the people in the Winslow Homer paintings, sharing the same room with them but not really there. I am like the fish in the aquarium, thinking in a different language, adapting to a life that's not my natural habitat. I am the people in the other cars, each with his or her own story, but passing too quickly to be noticed or understood. . . . There are moments I just sit in my frame, float in my tank, ride in my car and say nothing, think nothing that connects me to anything at all. ↗

— David Levithan

#loneliness #misunderstood #not-belonging #peripheral #unnoticed

And so it was settled. Sam Gamgee married Rose Cotton in the spring of 1420 (which was also famous for its weddings), and they came and lived at Bag End. And if Sam thought himself lucky, Frodo knew that he was more lucky himself; for there was not a hobbit in the Shire that was looked after with such care. When the labours or repair had all been planned and set going he took to a quiet life, writing a good deal and going through all his notes. He resigned the office of Deputy Mayor at the Free Fair that Midsummer, and dear old Will Whitfoot had another seven years of presiding at Banquets. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#j-r-r-tolkien #marriage #rosie-cotton #sam #the-lord-of-the-rings

Sometimes in life, the happy ending unfolds, not through circumstances, but from what we learn from those circumstances. ↗

— Leila Summers

#life