#ren

I guess the message in the songs is that is shouldn't matter if someone moves differently, or looks differently, or talks differently. Is biotic differently. What matters is that we're all thinking beings, and if we are thinking beings we ought to be able to find common ground somewhere. ↗

— Daniel Waters

#life

You know, there are two types of people-ones who live their lives, and ones whose lives live them. You need to be the former, not the latter. And right now, you are letting your life live you. It's crushing you and completely out of control. You can't just let life happen, not if you want some say in what happens to you. ↗

— H.M. Ward

#torn #life

Adult helplessness destroys children. Or it forces them to become tiny adults of their own. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#growing-up #life #life

Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding, and to fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the other side. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#children #despair #enlightenment #life

He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#karen-marie-moning #the-dark-highlander #life

You cannot write for children They're much too complicated. You can only write books that are of interest to them. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#cannot #children #complicated #interest #much

There were moments in a person's life that they would carry with them until their dying day, and Finely knew the moment Jasper's heart broke would be one of those for her. ↗

— Kady Cross

#heart-break #jasper-renn #moments #life

No, Miss Wright didn't want to meet her kid. To her, that relationship was just as important, just as ideal and impossible as it would be to the child. She'd expect that young man to be perfect, smart, and talented, everything to compensate for all the mistakes that she'd made. The whole wasted, unhappy mess of her life. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#children #parent #parenting #parents #relationship

Then from those profound slumbers we awake in a dawn, not knowing who we are, being nobody, newly born, ready for anything, the brain emptied of that past which was life until then. And perhaps it is more wonderful still when our landing at the waking-point is abrupt and the thoughts of our sleep, hidden by a cloak of oblivion, have no time to return to us gradually, before sleep ceases. Then, from the black storm through which we seem to have passed (but we do not even say we), we emerge prostrate, without a thought, a we that is void of content. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#renewal #self #void #life

Every man's ability may be strengthened or increased by culture. ↗

— John Abbott

#culture #every #increased #man #may