#psych

This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls. ↗

— Aberjhani

#famous-authors #famous-quotes #human-nature #love #philosophy-of-love

Perhaps it’s that you can’t go back in time, but you can return to the scenes of a love, of a crime, of happiness, and of a fatal decision; the places are what remain, are what you can possess, are what is immortal. They become the tangible landscape of memory, the places that made you, and in some way you too become them. They are what you can possess and in the end what possesses you. ↗

— Rebecca Solnit

#love

Όταν προτιμούνται τα αγόρια από τα κορίτσια, τα συμπλέγματα κατωτερότητας στα κορίτσια είναι σχεδόν αναπόφευκτα. Τα παιδιά είναι πολύ ευαίσθητα και ακόμα και ένα πολύ καλό παιδί μπορεί να πάρει μια ολότελα λαθεμένη κατεύθυνση στη ζωή εξαιτίας της υποψίας του ότι προτιμούν τους άλλους. ↗

— Άλφρεντ Άντλερ

#children #complex #girls #growing-up #life

You hold substance in my psyche ↗

— Sarahbeth Purcell

#cute #love #love-song #psyche #sarahbeth-purcell

The Elsinore's bow tilted skyward while her stern fell into a foaming valley. Not a man had gained his feet. Bridge and men swept back toward me and fetched up against the mizzen-shrouds. And then that prodigious, incredible old man appeared out of the water, on his two legs, upright, dragging with him, a man in each hand, the helpless forms of Nancy and the Faun. My heart leapt at beholding this mighty figure of a man-killer and slave-driver, it is true, but who sprang first into the teeth of danger so that his slaves might follow, and who emerged with a half-drowned slave in either hand. I knew augustness and pride as I gazed--pride that my eyes were blue, like his; that my skin was blond, like his; that my place was aft with him, and with the Samurai, in the high place of government and command. I nearly wept with the chill of pride that was akin to awe and that tingled and bristled along my spinal column and in my brain. As for the rest--the weaklings and the rejected, and the dark-pigmented things, the half-castes, the mongrel-bloods, and the dregs of long-conquered races--how could they count? My heels were iron as I gazed on them in their peril and weakness. Lord! Lord! For ten thousand generations and centuries we had stamped upon their faces and enslaved them to the toil of our will. ↗

— Jack London

#psychology #racism #white-supremacy #men

man equate their self-esteem with accomplishment ↗

— Barbara de Angelis

#men

I’ll flick a penny to the dirt, and if I see one on the ground I won’t pick it up. So why is .99 cents so much sexier than a dollar?
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— Jarod Kintz

#currency #dirt #disrespect #dollar #gimmick

We must beware the revenge of the starved senses, the embittered animal in its prison. ↗

— J.B. Priestley

#psychology #sociology #nature

Curiosity is the engine of achievement. ↗

— Ken Robinson

#motivation #psychology #motivational

The nerves of the skin send pain signals to the brain to warn us of the danger from and impending injury. In the case of self-inflicted wounding, this pain acts as the body's own defense mechanism to stop one from proceeding in the effort at physical injury. If a person proceeds despite the pain, that means that he or she is motivated by something stronger than the pain, something that makes him or her capable of ignoring or enduring it. ↗

— Steven Levenkron

#motivational