#rap

Life is like a box of Hand grenades,You never know what will blow you to kingdom come ↗

— Mario Puzo

#paraphrased #simile #life

Those who rule the world get so little opportunity to run about and laugh and play in it. ↗

— Stephen Fry

#book #fun #happiness #life #true

So I let my shame own me, kill me, wilt me away into a thousand dead flakes, knowing if I kept it all in, she would never have to learn the dirtiness that was forever inside me--the bad, the ugly, the twisted. She could go on living her life happy, just like she deserved. ↗

— Jessica Sorensen

#emotional-pain #guilt #rape #raped #shame

I'd written Smashed not because I was ambitious and not because writing down my feelings was cathartic (it felt more like playing one's own neurosurgeon sans anesthesia). No. I'd made a habit--and eventually a profession--of memoir because I hail from one of those families where shows of emotions are discouraged. ↗

— Koren Zailckas

#emotions #families #family #family-therapy #memoir

John Loengard, the picture editor at Life, always used to tell me, ”If you want something to look interesting, don’t light all of it. ↗

— Joe McNally

#life

A bitter sweet tale of how life cannot be planned and love comes when we don’t expect it in all shapes and forms. ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#life

Move on. Be well. Go for it! ↗

— Sally Stubbs

#happiness-life #hypnotherapist #hypnotherapy #psychotherapist #resolve-problems

I'm working on my own life story. I don't mean I'm putting it together; no, I'm taking it apart. If you'd wanted the narrative line you should have asked earlier, when I still knew everything and was more than willing to tell. That was before I discovered the virtues of scissors, the virtues of matches. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#life-and-living #life-lessons #writing-life #life

For when I trace back the years I have liv'd, gathering them up in my Memory, I see what a chequer'd Work Of Nature my life has been. If I were now to inscribe my own History with its unparalleled Sufferings and surprizing Adventures (as the Booksellers might indite it), I know that the great Part of the World would not believe the Passages there related, by reason of the Strangeness of them, but I cannot help their Unbelief; and if the Reader considers them to be but dark Conceits, then let him bethink himself that Humane life is quite out of the Light and that we are all Creatures of Darknesse. ↗

— Peter Ackroyd

#history #reader #time #writer #life

...I realized that rewards are not the goal- if one seeks the ultimate it will elude you. The reward is life itself, in its richness, in its sadness, and joy. ↗

— Valerie Ann Worwood

#healing-the-emotiinal-self #mind-body-spirit #life