#shell

There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel; there is only one home to the life of a tortoise; there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void, whose world will give us shelter? ↗

— Wole Soyinka

#give #great #home #leaves #life

My wife, my family, my friends - they've all taught me things about love and what that emotion really means. In a nutshell, loving someone is about giving, not receiving. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#emotion #family #friends #giving #love

I like to go into a little shell and be a hermit and make music for a while. ↗

— Delta Goodrem

#hermit #i #into #like #little

(Title: To the Moon) Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth,-- And ever-changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy? ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#to-the-moon #art

Very gently. Like there are eggshells on your pedals, and you don’t want to break them. That’s how you drive in the rain. ↗

— Garth Stein

#eggshells #gently #pedals #rain #art

Three Types Of Men: "The first type of man is a follower. He does not have the courage or will to think for himself. The second type of man is a thinker. He dictates his own reality and does think for himself. The third type of man is a student and a teacher. He is one that learns from others and life. He thinks for himself and he also teaches others the lessons he’s learned from his experiences." All My Tears: Poetry & Thoughts Copyright© (late Jan 2013 release) ↗

— Therone Shellman

#poetry #therone-shellman #courage

[Poetry] strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bear the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms. ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#poetry #beauty

Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell? ↗

— Mary Balogh

#shell #beauty

Before Van realized it, he was walking her back toward her stairs. He didn't stop kissing her, he wouldn't. The last thing he wanted was for her to change her mind. He managed to get her to the upstairs hallway before she pulled her mouth away. "What are you doing?" she panted out. "Taking you to your bed." "Forget it." And Van, if he were a crying man, would be sobbing. Until uptight Irene Conridge added, "The wall. Use the Wall. ↗

— Shelly Laurenston

#shelly-laurenston #change

Just before the Clear Air Turbulence went back into warp and its crew sat down at the table, the ship expelled the limp corpse of Zallin. Where it had found a live man in a suit, it left a dead youth in shorts and a tattered shirt, tumbling and freezing while a thin shell of air molecules expanded around the body, like an image of departing life. ↗

— Iain Banks

#death #life #shell #space #vacuum