#rip

What we need, is a break out. Out of our lives, out of Seattle, out of the dumb script of girl. ↗

— Lidia Yuknavitch

#inspirational #lidia #script #seattle #yuknavitch

Elles étaient en touffes avec des racines d'or, épanouies, enfoncées dans les ténèbres et qui soulevaient des mottes luisantes de nuit. (à propos des étoiles) ↗

— Jean Giono

#inspirational-quotes #inspirational

When an actor asks you to read his script, your heart sinks. The number of scripts I've been given by actors that are so unbelievably terrible! ↗

— Richard Grant

#asks #been #given #heart #his

The mathematician, carried along on his flood of symbols, dealing apparently with purely formal truths, may still reach results of endless importance for our description of the physical universe. ↗

— Karl Pearson

#apparently #carried #dealing #description #endless

That's the thing about the script, is that how these people were affected by their decision, and how it could ultimately kill them, and I mean literally. ↗

— Kevin Williamson

#affected #could #decision #how #i

The thing I noticed about Jack was when we did a reading of the script, just to warm up. ↗

— Amanda Peet

#did #i #jack #just #noticed

You want a piece of advice?" said Ripred. "Don't bother. I know what you'll say. The whole thing's stupid," said Gregor. "Quite the contrary. I was going to say that life is short. There are only a few good things in it, really. Don't pretend that one isn't happening." said Ripred. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#luxa #ripred #suzanne-collins #underland-chronicles #life

Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the Earth. ↗

— Raymond Carver - from his grave marker

#life

Psa 133:1 A Song of degrees of David. Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! Psa 133:2 It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments; Psa 133:3 As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the LORD commanded the blessing, even life for evermore. ↗

— The Spirit Of God

#blessings #david #lord #psalm #scriptures

Pericles, he reflected, was a sad case. He'd been a postman all his life, a solid, reliable worker, until one Christmas when he had stolen all the gifts he was meant to deliver: wind-chimes, scented candles, Belgian chocolates, cowbells from the Bernese Oberland. Most of the haul had been lavished on his elderly mother; the rest he had stashed in his bedroom, which the old lady, being too frail to climb the stairs, no longer cleaned. ↗

— Alison Fell

#mother-son #postal #theft #life