#one

I wish I’d paid better attention. I didn’t yet think of time as finite. I didn’t fully appreciate the stories she told me until I became adult, and by then I had to make do with snippets pasted together, a film projected on the back of my mind. ↗

— Jessica Maria Tuccelli

#oral-tradition #stories #time #death

...when women gain control over spending, less family money is devoted to instant gratification and more for education and starting small businesses. ↗

— Sheryl WuDunn

#money #small-business #women #business

I'm not afraid of death, I'm just not sure there is life after the honeymoon. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#honeymoon #marriage #death

I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#change #hard #love #scary #someone

You can’t save others from themselves because those who make a perpetual muddle of their lives don’t appreciate your interfering with the drama they’ve created. They want your poor-sweet-baby sympathy, but they don’t want to change. ↗

— Sue Grafton

#drama #kinsey-milhone #poor-baby #sue-grafton #sympathy

We live as we dream--alone.... ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#loneliness #dreams

Being a professional writer is a lot like being a hooker. You'd better find out if you're any good at it before you start charging for it. ↗

— Sharyn McCrumb

#writing #death

Longing, whether for a passion or person, is one of the most powerful, yet painful emotions there are. It can drive you to its source under the most extreme conditions, or it can cripple you from obtaining your dream. When it comes to the pull you feel, always go after it, if not, it'll eat you alive. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#heart-ache #life #loneliness #longing #passion

To be wrecked begins with an experience that pulls you out of your comfort zone and self-centeredness, whether you want it or not. ↗

— Jeff Goins

#selfishness #wrecked #experience

Whoever said that loss gets easier with time was a liar. Here's what really happens: The spaces between the times you miss them grow longer. Then, when you do remember to miss them again, it's still with a stabbing pain to the heart. And you have guilt. Guilt because it's been too long since you missed them last. ↗

— Kristin O'Donnell Tubb

#grief #loss #death