#stranger

Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. ↗

— Robert Heinlein Jubal Harshaw in Stranger in a Strange Land

#love #robert-heinlein #stranger-in-a-strange-land #inspirational

If these men decided that they have to go in there and fight, I want them to send their own children and grandchildren. I want them to not send a bunch of strangers' kids in there to fight and die. ↗

— F. Murray Abraham

#children #decided #die #fight #go

The Browning love story? It is an ideal, all too rare, and yet I hardly think it strange. It would have been far stranger had the fates allowed those two brilliant passionate souls to beat themselves out in silence. ↗

— Marie Corelli

#beat #been #brilliant #browning #far

Our people, though capable of strong and durable feeling, were not demonstrative in their affection at any time, least of all in the presence of guests or strangers. ↗

— Charles Eastman

#any #capable #demonstrative #durable #feeling

Our very lives depend on the ethics of strangers, and most of us are always strangers to other people. ↗

— Bill Moyers

#depend #ethics #lives #most #other

If had a penny for every strange look I've gotten from strangers on the street I'd have about 10 to 15 dollars, which is a lot when you're dealing with pennies. ↗

— Andy Samberg

#dealing #dollars #every #gotten #had

I started the first drafts of the book during my sophomore year of college. I wasn’t thinking at all about kids at the time. But I was thinking. A lot. About everything. I wish I could capture that head-space again; everything meant something to me in college. Every leaf, every sound, every lecture, every textbook. It’s like I was on drugs, 24/7. I am glad I was able to pair that ceaseless pondering with plenty of time to write. What came of that time was the first draft of the novel, a lengthy, unnecessarily angst-driven pile of crap. Years later, with Zoloft, I approached the novel with a more level head, and came away with a much, much better novel. My advice to writers, I suppose, is write your novel when you feel like shit; edit when you feel great. ↗

— Caleb J. Ross

#on-writing-stranger-will #writing-advice

Day 72 I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me. ↗

— Gemma Seltzer

#london #oranges #speaking #stories #strangers

Spend twenty years there and you ask yourself how there can still be strangers with so many familiar faces ... it's probably that cities generate strangers continuously ... ↗

— Frederik Peeters

#strangers #love

The kind of love which makes us stand against everyone and defend a stranger is the strongest one. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#defend #love #stranger #strongest #love