#ran

Ka knew very well that life was a meaningless string of random incidents ↗

— Orhan Pamuk

#randomness #life

Compromise, if not the spice of life, is its solidity. It is what makes nations great and marriages happy ↗

— Phyllis McGinley

#ignorance #knowledge #marriage #wisdom #life

For the wise have always known that no one can make much of his life until self-searching has become a regular habit, until he is able to admit and accept what he finds, and until he patiently and persistently tries to correct what is wrong. – Bill W. ↗

— Bill W.

#habit #honesty #patience #perseverance #self-examination

[T]he merciful adjustment which nature makes when what cannot be cured must be endured. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#life-and-living #pain #problems #scarlett-o-hara #life

Even though sugar was very expensive, people consumed it till their teeth turned black, and if their teeth didn't turn black naturally, they blackened them artificially to show how wealthy and marvelously self-indulgent they were. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#fads #history #sugar #sweet-tooth #why-tanning-is-stupid

I had seen these transformations, people who had lost their will to live, coming back from their zombie states and radiating a new life force from their eyes. ↗

— Anthony Kiedis

#will-to-live #life

Los Angeles is a town where status is all and status is only given to success. Dukes and millionaires and playboys by the dozen may arrive and be glad-handed for a time, but they are unwise if they choose to live there because the town is, perhaps even creditably, committed to recognising only professional success, and nothing else, to be of lasting value. The burdensome obligation imposed on all its inhabitants is therefore to present themselves as successes, because otherwise they forfeit their right to respect in that environment ... There is no place in that town for the "interesting failure" or for anyone who is not determined on a life that will be shaped in a upward-heading curve. ↗

— Julian Fellowes

#california #failure #los-angeles #materialism #society

Life ends with a snap of small bones, a head cracked from its stem, and a spirit unmoored... ↗

— Sarah Kernochan

#jane-was-here #karma #paranormal #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-suspense

There was a time when the Bengali language was an angry flood trying to break down her door. She would crawl into a closet and lock herself in, stuffing her ears to shut out those sounds. But a door was no defense against her parents' voices: it was in that language that they fought, and the sounds of their quarrels would always find ways of trickling in under the door and thorugh the cracks, the level rising until she thought she would drown in the flood...The accumulated resentsmnets of their life were always phrased in the language, so that for her its sound had come to represent the music of unhappiness. ↗

— Amitav Ghosh

#life

Helen Sustained many falls throughout her life. But as you can see, she steps right up and keeps on going. Falling to her is as natural as sneezing to us ↗

— Danielle Joseph

#hellen-keller #perseverance #life