#sm

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#sadness #stoicism #imagination

I don't try to imagine a personal God; it suffices to stand in awe at the structure of the world, insofar as it allows our inadequate senses to appreciate it. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#atheist #god #religion #imagination

Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed? Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore... ↗

— James Dashner

#humor #maze-runner #mind-control #sarcasm #sci-fi

You may think I’m small, but I have a universe inside my mind. ↗

— Yoko Ono

#ono #small #universe #world #yoko

Reality provides us with facts so romantic that imagination itself could add nothing to them. ↗

— Jules Verne

#science #skepticism #imagination

My life might have been so different, had I not been known as the girl whose grandmother exploded. And had I not been born in Bad Munstereifel. If we had lived in the city -- well, I"m not saying the event would have gone unnoticed, but the fuss would probably only have lasted a week before public interest moved elsewhere. Besides, in a city you are anonymous; the chances of being picked out as Kristel Kolvenbach's granddaughter would be virtually zero. But in a small town -- well, small towns everywhere are rife with gossip, but in Germany they raise it to an art form. ↗

— Helen Grant

#opening-lines #small-towns #art

You might imagine that a person would resort to self-mutilation only under extremes of duress, but once I'd crossed that line the first time, taken that fateful step off the precipice, then almost any reason was a good enough reason, almost any provocation was provocation enough. Cutting was my all-purpose solution. ↗

— Caroline Kettlewell

#cutting #self-harm #si #imagination

This morning, Tegus welcomed me again with an arm clasp and cheek touch. I wasn't startled this time, and I breathed in at his neck. How can I describe the scent of his skin? He smells something like cinnamon-- brown and dry and sweet and warm. Ancestors, is it wrong for me to imagine laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes and breathing in his smell? ↗

— Shannon Hale

#smell #imagination

She's got no charisma of any kind [but] I can imagine her being mildly useful to a low-rank porn director. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#pornography #sarah-palin #sex-appeal #imagination

The opportunity was too perfect to miss. Harry crept silently around behind Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, bent down, and scooped a large handful of mud out of the path. 'We were just talking about your friend Hagrid,' Malfoy said to Ron. 'Just trying to imagine what he's saying to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. D'you think he'll cry when they cut off his hippogriff's-' SPLAT. Malfoy's head jerked back as the mud hit him; his silverblond hair was suddenly dripping in muck. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#humor #malfoy #mud #naughty #sneaky