#orr

The best of humanity's recorded history is a creative balance between horrors endured and victories achieved, and so it was during the Harlem Renaissance. ↗

— Aberjhani

#creativity #harlem-renaissance #history #horror #humanity

...That insurgent horror was knit to him closer than a wife, closer than an eye lay caged in his flesh, where he heard it mutter and felt it struggle to be born; and at every hour of weakness, and in the confidence of slumber, prevailed against him, and deposed him out of life. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#horror #life

As a columnist, I realize that whatever amount of corruption I expose, half my readers will block it out, although they may get a frisson of joy in the process. ↗

— Margaret Carlson

#amount #block #columnist #corruption #expose

In life, you don’t have miracles, you don’t have anything but whatever you can hold on to. ↗

— Nandanie Phalgoo

#sorrow #the-avenging #life

There is a certain animal vitality in most of us which carries us through any trouble but the absolutely overwhelming. Only a fool has no sorrow, only an idiot has no grief - but then only a fool and an idiot will let grief and sorrow ride him down into the grave. ↗

— Edward Abbey

#life #sorrow #life

I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night. ↗

— Travis Thrasher

#christian-fiction #good-reads #horror #redemption #solitary

Sometimes you can be touched by God, but not healed. Often when this happens, he is using your pain for a greater purpose. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#hurt-feelings #life-missions #life-purpose #pain #sorrow

Life is a journey, not a destination. (Unk) ↗

— G. Bernard Ray

#life

The knife of corruption endangered the life of New York City. The scalpel of the law is making us well again. ↗

— Edward Koch

#city #corruption #endangered #knife #law

Sherman Reilly Duffy of the pre-World War I CHICAGO DAILY JOURNAL once told a cub reporter, 'Socially, a journalist fits in somewhere between a whore and a bartender. But spiritually he stands beside Galileo. He knows the world is round.' Well, socially I fit in just fine between the whore and the bartender. Both are close friends. And I knew the world was round. Yet, as time went by I found myself confronted with the ugly suspicion that the world was, after all, flat and that there were things dark and terrible waiting just over the edge to reach out and snatch life from the unlucky, unwary wanderer. ↗

— Jeff Rice

#journalism #kolchak #press #reporter #truth