#ran

To what shall we compare our fragile life? Life is like a speck of dust that alights upon a surface. It remains there, unmoved, until a draft threatens it. When a breeze comes it holds on till the last. Finally, a gust of wind comes and it is blown asunder. That is how fragile life is, like a speck of dust blown to nothingness. ↗

— Paul Worthington

#goodbye #grandma-s-secret #melted-dreams #wicked-turn #dreams

Thirty was so strange for me. I've really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult. ↗

— C. S. Lewis

#adult #am #come #fact #had

Holding my hands in his, David kissed my knuckles before he swore to me, “I will love every day of the rest of my life. ↗

— Theresa M. Jones

#romance #series #urban-fantasy #life

A wonderful area for speculative academic work is the unknowable. These days religious subjects are in disfavor, but there are still plenty of good topics. The nature of consciousness, the workings of the brain, the origin of aggression, the origin of language, the origin of life on earth, SETI and life on other worlds...this is all great stuff. Wonderful stuff. You can argue it interminably. But it can't be contradicted, because nobody knows the answer to any of these topics. ↗

— Michael Crichton

#brain #conjecture #consciousness #darwinism #evolution

You know, it's really strange now with the Internet, with everyone having an unsolicited, anonymous opinion. ↗

— Jeff Daniels

#everyone #having #internet #know #now

When marrying, ask yourself this question: Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age? Everything else in marriage is transitory. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#able #age #ask #believe #converse

He may be stronger, but I'm not defenseless. He knows that, of coarse. That's why he's here. He wants me for what I can do after all. ↗

— Sophie Jordan

#fantasy #fiction #paranormal #romance #shapeshifters

Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun. ↗

— Pablo Picasso

#into #others #painters #some #spot

Ignorance is the mother of all evils. ↗

— Francois Rabelais

#ignorance #mother

...did we meet in a previous life and it just slipped my mind?...The reason I'm asking is, you've got your hand practically down my bra cup, and that's usually reserved for men I've known longer than six minutes. ↗

— Brandy Alexander - Shelly Fredman

#no-such-thing-as #life