#san

Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances. ↗

— William Powell

#cultivate #few #friends #merriment #mob

I was a communist, but being left-wing was fashionable. I was no different from thousands of middle-class kids. ↗

— Miuccia Prada

#communist #different #fashionable #i #kids

We're all dreaming,” Arctor said. If the last to know he's an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected. He wondered how much of the garbage that Donna had overheard he had seriously meant. He wondered how much of the insanity of the day--his insanity--had been real, or just induced as a contact lunacy, by the situation. Donna, always, was a pivot point of reality for him; for her this was the basic, natural question. He wished he could answer. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#dreaming #dreams #drugs #insanity #reality

Inside every sane person there's a madman struggling to get out," said the shopkeeper. "That's what I've always thought. No one goes mad quicker than a totally sane person. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#sanity #light

Aren't you ready to experience the emotional side of a D/s relationship? For a real taste I suggest On Becoming His - one woman's emotional journey into being owned. ↗

— Cassandre Dayne

#cassandre-dayne #d-s #dominant #master #on-becoming-his

I came," she said, "hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy." Cherish it!" cried Hilarious, fiercely. "What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by it's little tentacle, don't let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the others. You begin to cease to be. ↗

— Thomas Pynchon

#fantasy

Those dripping crumpets, I can see them now. Tiny crisp wedges of toast, and piping-hot, flaky scones. Sandwiches of unknown nature, mysteriously flavoured and quite delectable, and that very special gingerbread. Angel cake, that melted in the mouth, and his rather stodgier companion, bursting with peel and raisins. There was enough food there to keep a starving family for a week. ↗

— Daphne du Maurier

#cake #food #meals #sandwiches #tea

Ponder well on this point: the pleasant hours of our life are all connected by a more or less tangible link, with some memory of the table. ↗

— Charles Pierre Monselet (

#french-author #life #memories #pleasant #table

When you get to the end of your rope. Tie a knot and hang on. ↗

— Franklin D. Roosevelt

#misattributed #perseverance #sanity #perseverance

I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent. ↗

— Susanna Kaysen

#survival #susanna-kaysen #talent #talent