#rug

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#love #seeing #someone #struggle #you

This plea comes from the bottom of my heart. Every friend of freedom, and I know you are one, must be as revolted as I am by the prospect of turning the United States into an armed camp, by the vision of jails filled with casual drug users and of an army of enforcers empowered to invade the liberty of citizens on slight evidence. A country in which shooting down unidentified planes "on suspicion" can be seriously considered as a drug-war tactic is not the kind of United States that either you or I want to hand on to future generations. ↗

— Milton Friedman

#economics #freedom

Damn it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth? ↗

— Simon Bolivar

#struggle #suffering #truth #religion

The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#carlyle #change #christian #comparison #direction

And Meredith and Bonnie, who's going to bend some spoons for us next. I'm going to throw you down a rope… that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#elena #estefan #matt #romance #vampire

How he could be a good user of LSD," I asked, "And know about the spiritual dimension - all that sort of thing - and still be a crook? I don't understand." "Then it's time you did. Psychedelic drugs don't change you - they don't change you character - unless you want to be changed. They enable change; they can't impose it... ↗

— Alexander Shulgin

#character #drugs #shulgin #change

O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly! ↗

— Kobayashi Issa

#haiku #persistence #struggle #buddhism

To be of the Earth is to know the restlessness of being a seed the darkness of being planted the struggle toward the light the pain of growth into the light the joy of bursting and bearing fruit the love of being food for someone the scattering of your seeds the decay of the seasons the mystery of death and the miracle of birth. ↗

— John Soos

#change #darkness #death #earth #joy

Only then, invisible to everyone and with her curtains drawn, did she allow her tears to fall: in love, and for his hurts, and in terrible pride. ↗

— Guy Gavriel Kay

#hurts #struggles #love

There are no saints either. We are immortal, but not so unlike the humans as you think. We have enemies, we have duties, we hate, we struggle, and we love. ↗

— Jessica Fortunato

#enemies #hate #human #immortal #love