#tempo

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession... ↗

— Sylvia Day

#gideon-cross #obsession

Moment to moment, it turns out, is not God’s conception, or nature’s. It is man conversing with himself about and through a piece of machinery he created." We effectively became “time-keepers, and then time-savers, and now time-servers” with the invention of the clock. ↗

— Lewis Mumford

#temporal #time #nature

When you sit down and think about what rock 'n' roll music really is, then you have to change that question. Played up-tempo, you call it rock 'n' roll; at a regular tempo, you call it rhythm and blues. ↗

— Little Richard

#blues #call #change #down #music

The earliest phase of social formations found in historical as well as in contemporary social structures is this: a relatively small circle firmly closed against neighboring, strange, or in some way antagonistic circles. ↗

— Georg Simmel

#antagonistic #circle #circles #closed #contemporary

Does Playboy still run fiction?” “I have absolutely no idea, Melinda,” he said, grinning. ↗

— Robyn Carr

#funny #humour #romance #funny

Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. ↗

— Ludwig Wittgenstein

#death #duration #eternal #eternal life #eternity

I love you when you’re happy. I love you when you’re sad. I love you if you’re angry, And I love you if you’re bad. No matter how you feel, I love you all the time. Oh my sweet, dear baby, I love you all the time. ↗

— Carla J. Hanna

#edgy-teen-fiction #inspirational-love #new-adult-contemporary-romance #teen-romance #young-adult-romance

I think of it like a caterpillar--a wrinkly, ugly worm with traces of dull colors on it. But when the worm metamorphoses, it becomes something truly beautiful.” Charli ↗

— Sara Walter Ellwood

#family-drama #romantic-suspense #western #beauty

I dunno, remember when we were in East St. Louis with George, and Jack you said you'd love those beautiful dancing girls if you knew they would live forever as beautiful as they are?" (p. 173) ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#temporary #withering #beauty

Suddenly he caught his reflection in the mirror behind her. His face was twisted into a dark scowl, and he was standing there naked, with a boner, and another man’s business card in his hand. He looked like a dick. ↗

— Sarah Mayberry

#funny #humour #romance #business