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Eternity is a long time to spend alone, without others of your kind. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #city-of-fallen-angels #friends #loneliness #vampire

I care about you," Simon said. "I always cared about you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels

Because to the poor, books are not diversions. Book are siege weapons. ↗

— Joe Queenan

#poverty #diversity

well, there were three of us in this marriage, so it was a bit crowded -Diana, Princess of Wales ↗

— Cathy Lowne

#change

I feel very strongly about putting questions; it partakes too much of the style of the day of judgement. You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others; and presently some bland old bird (the last you would have thought of) is knocked on the head in his own back garden, and the family have to change their name. No, sir, I make it a rule of mine: the more it looks like Queer Street, the less I ask. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#inspirational #life #change

The future is unwritten. there are best case scenarios. There are worst-case scenarios. both of them are great fun to write about if you' re a science fiction novelist, but neither of them ever happens in the real world. What happens in the real world is always a sideways-case scenario. World-changing marvels to us, are only wallpaper to our children. ↗

— Bruce Sterling

#cyberpunk #future #science-fiction #change

She'd have him, even if it killed her. If it killed them both, she'd have him. ↗

— elena gilbert

#vampire-diaries #vampire-romance

[O]ur own bodies are changing every second. Yet we take the body to be our Self; and, speaking in terms of it, we say, “I am hungry” or “I am lame”; “I am black” or “I am white.” These are all just the conditions of the body. We touch the truth when we say, “My body aches,” implying the body belongs to us and that therefore we are not that. (87) ↗

— Swami Satchidananda

#self #self-awareness #change

The Qu'ran is God's song, not ours, not even Muhammad's. To allow such a song to pass through one's body, however imperfectly, is to discover that the instrument is transformed by the music. ↗

— George Dardess

#music #praise #qu-ran #religion #song

The sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#poetry #shatter-me #change