#ss

We are all doomed to seek our own happiness; we can't help ourselves. We are all, the cruel and the gentle alike, condemned to seeking that happiness in the dark. We use our need as the blind use a walking stick, to determine the safety of every forward step. ↗

— Jesse Browner

#safety

It is not only what we do, but also what we do not do, for which we are accountable. ↗

— Molière

#sin

that is the one unforgivable sin in any society. Be different and be damned! ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#uniqueness #sin

Fate is never fair. You are caught in a current much stronger than you are; struggle against it and you'll drown not just yourself but those who try to save you. Swim with it. and you'll survive ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#fate #valentine #survival

The ignorance of the oppressed is strength for the oppressor. ↗

— A.R. Bernard

#oppression #oppression

To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid - one must also be well-mannered. ↗

— Voltaire

#manners

Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter what fork you use. ↗

— Emily Post

#feelings #fork #good #good manners #manners

I wondered how many people there were in the world who suffered, and continued to suffer, because they could not break out from their own web of shyness and reserve, and in their blindness and folly built up a great distorted wall in front of them that hid the truth. ↗

— Daphne du Maurier

#social-anxiety #truth #socialism

We'll earn it all back today," I say, and we both plow into our plates. Even cold, it's one of the things I've ever tasted. I abandon my fork and scrape up the last dabs of gravy with my fingers. "I can feel Effie trinket shuddering at my manners." "Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate his plate clean with his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss to her in general, and calls, "We miss you, Effie!" I cover his hand with my mouth. But I am laughing. "Stop! Cato could be right outside our cave." He grabs my hand away."What do I care. I've got you to protect me now," says Peeta, pulling me to him. "Come on," I say in exasperation, extricating myself from his grasp but not before he gets another kiss. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#manners

I want to live my life in such a way that when I get out of bed in the morning, the devil says, "aw shit, he's up! ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#devil #goodness #inspirational #life #live