#or

Life's a climb. But the view is great. ↗

— Miley Cyrus

#metaphor #struggle #life

Rose: My mum's here. The Doctor: Oh, that's just what I need! Don't you dare make this place domestic! Mickey Smith: You ruined my life, Doctor. [the Doctor turns and looks at him, irritated] They thought she was dead, I was a murder suspect because of you! The Doctor: [looks at Rose] See what I mean? Domestic! Mickey: I bet you don't even remember my name! The Doctor: Ricky. Mickey: It's Mickey! The Doctor: No, it's Ricky. Mickey: I think I know my own name! The Doctor: You think you know your own name? How stupid are you? ↗

— Russell T. Davies

#life

I will continue my path, but I will keep a memory always. ↗

— Rosie Thomas

#memory #moving-on #life

Catcher snorted. “If we’re not playing naked Twister, we’re wasting our waking hours.” “Yep,” Mallory said as she tugged him down the sidewalk, “that’s the love of my life. He’s a romantic at heart. ↗

— Chloe Neill

#mallory #twice-bitten #life

I didn't particularly want to live much longer than that. Life seemed rather daunting. It seems so to me even now. Life seemed too long a time to have to stick around, a huge span of years through which one would be require to tap-dance and smile and be Great! and be Happy! and be Amazing! and be Precious! I was tired of my life by the time I was sixteen. I was tired of being too much, too intense, too manic. I was tired of people, and I was incredibly tired of myself. I wanted to do whatever Amazing Thing I was expected to do— it might be pointed out that these were my expectations, mine alone— and be done with it. Go to sleep. ↗

— Marya Hornbacher

#life

The silkiness of his voice was a torturous caress that I could have endured for the rest of my life. ↗

— Melissa Andrea

#love #love-hurts #love-story #silk #silkiness

His progress through life was hampered by his tremendous sense of his own ignorance, a disability which affects all too few. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#life

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about? ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#talk #world #life

There are books . . . which rank in our life with parents and lovers and passionate experiences. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#experience

She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #history #jace-wayland #life #marks