#sent

Today will die tomorrow. ↗

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

#future #present #time #today #tomorrow

Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind. ↗

— John Green

#literature #past #present #tense #time

They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that's not how it happened for me. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#first-sentence #death

And now -- now it only remains for me to light a cigarette and go home. Dear God, only now am I remembering that people die. Does that include me? Don't forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes. ↗

— Clarice Lispector

#last-sentence #the-hour-of-the-star #death

I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#death-sentence #different #death

This whole goddam house stinks of ghosts. I don’t mind so much being haunted by a dead ghost, but I resent like hell being haunted by a half-dead one. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#ghosts #haunted #resentment #death

We live in the Facebook era. I think everyone, not just celebrities, have an unprecedented level of self-awareness, of presenting yourself to the world. The truth is, it starts with how you look, and that goes into how you dress. ↗

— Allison Williams

#dress #era #everyone #facebook #goes

Past and future is determined by what is now…right now! This is why the present is a gift; the only one that ultimately matters most. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#future #gift #past #present #quotes

Sometimes, inflexibility creates a callus, scarring over all the bitterness and disappointment improperly, and there is no honest way to break that silence or that infinite distance, not even in death, not even in memory. ↗

— Víctor del Árbol

#relationships #resentment #death

Paraphrasing Yeats: It was as the Irish poet had written, a waste of breath, the years that had gone past, the years to come. There was only the present moment to live and die in. [ref. An Irish Airman Foresees His Death ...The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind In balance with this life, this death. W.B. Yeats ↗

— Tan Twan Eng

#living #present #death