#owing

The people I used to have around me from Nashville was showing love to the Cash Money clique on the strength of Buck trying to make it; making sure Buck gets to where he gots to go. ↗

— Young Buck

#buck #cash #clique #gets #go

But by taking the time away, getting myself off the treadmill, and just slowing down and learning, I felt I had so much more to give back. And maybe that was something that needed to happen for all of us. ↗

— Lindsey Buckingham

#back #down #felt #getting #give

I didn't know I was a conservative when it didn't matter to me growing up. ↗

— Herman Cain

#growing #growing up #i #know #matter

The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself. I was a child then, I had no idea what the world would be like. I wished to trust myself on the waters and the sea. Everything was romantic in my imagination. The woods were peopled by the mysterious good folk. The Lords and Ladies of the last century walked with me along the overgrown paths, and picked the old fashioned flowers among the box and rose hedges of the garden. ↗

— Beatrix Potter

#change

The groove is so mysterious. We're born with it and we lose it and the world seems to split apart before our eyes into stupid and cool. When we get it back, the world unifies around us, and both stupid and cool fall away. I am grateful to those who are keepers of the groove. The babies and the grandmas who hang on to it and help us remember when we forget that any kind of dancing is better than no dancing at all. ↗

— Lynda Barry

#babies #confidence #cool #dance #dancing

هناك أشياء كثيرة لا يفيدنا أن نعرفها عن الناس الذين نحبهم ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#love #novel #people #love

What destiny is there, but to sense, observe, merge, re-emerge, Empty, yet filled, spreading everywhere, inside, outside, in, Pulsing, fluctuating, breathing as part of one being, Whispering, feeling, reflecting, flowing between hot and cold, Mineral and plant, dark and light, love and fear, new and old. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#breathing #destiny #everywhere #feeling #flowing

She's not a baby anymore, my love, said Tarik softly. That's what we have to accept, you and I. ↗

— Soheir Khashoggi

#love

You read and write and sing and experience, thinking that one day these things will build the character you admire to live as. You love and lose and bleed best you can, to the extreme, hoping that one day the world will read you like the poem you want to be. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#changing #growing-up #growth #journey #leaving

My belief in ghosts swings with the wind. But my belief that the cemetery felt happy and not sad—I've never changed my mind about that. ↗

— Carol Plum-Ucci

#change