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Writing doesn't leave much time for hobbies, unless you consider that I began writing as a hobby and have made the hobby into a profession. ↗

— Nelson DeMille

#consider #hobbies #hobby #i #into

It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish. ↗

— Jules Renard

#death #mortality #reading #death

They were way more interested in learning the alphabet or whatever than they were in learning how to rip a moose in half with their bare hands. Then make a helmet out of its skull. Then to use that helmet to help kill more moose. Collect the skull helmets. Combine. Assemble. Super moose skull helmet. Infinite power. ↗

— Bratniss Everclean

#power #death

The only cure for a real hangover is death. ↗

— Robert Benchley

#drinking #hangovers #death

Rhianon, he said, hold my hand, Rhianon. She did not hear him, but stood over his bed and fixed him with an unbroken sorrow. Hold my hand, he said, and then: why are your putting the sheet over my face? ↗

— Dylan Thomas

#rhianon #sorrow #the-visitor #death

Do not only think about it, but feel about it, also, before taking appropriate action. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#consciousness #emotions #feel #impulse #planning

He never knew what hit him, and that would have comforted me, except . . . just for one second, he would have had to know, wouldn't he? There must have been a blur, a sense of the world exploding, a flashpoint of receiving more damage than a human body could endure. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#death

I have a really difficult time watching myself on film. I literally cower in my seat and cover my face. ↗

— Brooklyn Decker

#difficult #difficult time #face #film #i

Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of living? ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#business

And then the sly arch-lover that he was, he said the subtlest thing of all: that the lover was nearer the divine than the beloved; for the god was in the one but not in the other - perhaps the tenderest, most mocking thought that ever was thought, and source of all the guile and secret bliss the lover knows. ↗

— Thomas Mann

#guile #love #subtle #death