#row

The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#growing-up #wilhelm-stekel #die

I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. ↗

— Tears For Fears

#donnie-darko #gary-jules #lyrics #mad-world #dreams

Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#fairies #fantasy #loss-of-innocence #poetry #sorrow

We become aware of the void as we fill it. ↗

— Antonio Porchia

#emptiness #growth #void #growth

We had so many dreams as children. Where do they go when we grow? Are they swallowed up by the mundane things of everyday life? Or do we lose them, leave them behind us in the dust, for new children to find and take up? ↗

— Helen Hollick

#growing-up #helen-hollick #dreams

We teach people how to remember, we never teach them how to grow. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#artists

I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I'm so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that's all....a day.....an hour. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#sorrow #comfort

Everyone thinks you make mistakes when you're young. But I don't think we make any fewer when we're grown up ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#mistakes

Whoever said that love hurts was wrong. Love is excruciating, especially when you can feel it slipping through your fingers and there is nothing you can do about it. Like someone was playing tug-of-war with my limbs, ripping to shreds whatever was left behind. What it would feel like when love was lost...I wouldn't survive that ↗

— Julie Hockley

#love #love

The trouble is not really in being alone, it's being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don't you think? ↗

— Christine Feehan

#crowd #lonely #trouble