#p

Everybody is taken in at some period or another. [...] In marriage especially. [...] There is not one in a hundred of either sex, who is not taken in when they marry. Look where I will, I see that it is so; and I feel that it must be so, when I consider that it is, of all transactions, the one in which people expect most from others, and are least honest with themselves. ↗

— Jane Austen

#marriage

gurl,if you were a flower I will plant you in heart,watering you with my blood and cover you with my body. ↗

— knight mayor

#inspirational #love #art

Yo me dediqué a hacer críticas, muchas veces despiadadas, de la conducta del mexicano - y de la mexicana. El mexicano es el pueblo, pero yo nunca pinté al pueblo como lo pintaban los antiguos caricaturistas, en calidad de eterna e impotente víctima de los poderosos, llamándole 'Juan Pueblo'. Yo incluí al mexicano entre los culpables de lo que ocurre en México. Tal vez el principal culpable. El problema de México es el subdesarrollo, eso es nuestra vergüenza, y de ella somos culpables todos. El subdesarrollo es causado por la desigualdad y la injusticia, tiene como motor descompuesto la ineptitud y en la basura que produce florece, mejor que en ninguna otra parte, la corrupción". ↗

— Abel Quezada

#corrupcion #méxico #realidad-social #art

Men die:and they are not happy. ↗

— Abert Camus

#attitude

Crying all the time had made her more beautiful. Grief will do that sometimes. Not for me. Loretta had left months ago and I still looked like hell. ↗

— Junot Díaz

#beauty

Your enemies call it comeuppance and relish the details of a drug too fine, how long you must have dangled there beside yourself. In the middle distance of your twenty-ninth year, night split open like a fighter's bruised palm, a purple ripeness. Friends shook their heads. With you it was always the next attractive trouble, as if an arranged marriage had been made in a country of wing walkers, lion tamers, choirboys leaping from bellpulls into the high numb glitter, and you, born with the breath of wild on your tongue brash as gin. True, it was charming for a while. Your devil's balance, your debts. Then no one was laughing. Hypodermic needles and cash registers emptied themselves in your presence. Cars went head-on. Sympathy, old motor, ran out or we grew old, our tongues wearing little grooves in our mouths clucking disappointment. Michael, what pulled you up by upstart roots and set you packing, left the rest of us here, body-heavy on the edge of our pews. Over the reverend's lament we could still hear laughter, your mustache the angled black wings of a perfect crow. Later we taught ourselves the proper method for mourning haphazard life: salt, tequila, lemon. Drinking and drifting in your honor we barely felt a thing. ↗

— Dorothy Barresi

#life

He came face-to-face with the rude paradox fame had dealt him: The secret of his extraordinary art had been his ability to observe human interaction anonymously, thereby gaining insight into the emotions on display in ordinary life--it was his ability to become a fly-on-the-wall that made him famous, and fame had destroyed his ability to become a fly-on-the-wall. ↗

— C.R. Strahan

#fame #paradox #art

Beauty is transformed over time, and not without destruction. ↗

— Terry Tempest Williams

#death-to-life #destruction #redemption #sanctification #transformation

Short first pregnancies do not occasion criticism in our valley, for it is widely known that the good Lord often makes first pregnancies mercifully brief as His reward to the girl for having preserved her chastity until marriage. Subsequent pregnancies, however, usually run their full terms, which only makes sense, as the very fact that they are not first pregnancies means that the mother was not chaste at the moment of conception. ↗

— Trevanian

#the-apple-tree #marriage

She had surrendered her virtue at six-and-ten, to a beautiful blond-haired sailor on a trading galley up from Lys. He only knew six words of the Common Tongue, but “fuck” was one of them—the very word she’d hoped to hear. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#humour #beauty