#th

I try to be like a forest: revitalizing and constantly growing. ↗

— Forest Whitaker

#inspirational #inspirational

More and more I find I want to be living in a Big Here and a Long Now. ↗

— Brian Eno

#inspirational #now #inspirational

Men had suddenly become a scarce commodity, if not quite as sought after as rice. ↗

— John Burnham Schwartz

#men #scarcity #schwartz #the-commoner #love

God crafted men’s eyes and women’s breast from the same material, I’m convinced. Whenever eyes wander toward cleavage, they’re just trying to feel like they’re home. It’s also why breasts always know when they’re being watched. ↗

— Adi Alsaid

#men

I cleaned the shit off my pink high-tops and drove home, stopping for an espresso at the coffeehouse across from the college. Men and women were hunched over copies of Jean Paul Sartre and writing in their journals. Most wore the thin-rimmed tortoiseshell glasses favored by intellectuals. Their clothes were faded to a precisely fashionable degree; you can buy them that way from catalogs now, new clothes processed to look old. The intellectuals looked at me in my overalls the way such people inevitably look at farmers. I dumped a lot of sugar in my espresso and sipped it delicately at a corner table near the door. I looked at them the way farmers look at intellectuals. ↗

— Mary Rose O'Reilley

#coffee #farmers #fashion #intellectuals #spirituality

You're not like other Wasps." "Aren't I?" Aagen smiled, but it was a painful smile. "No doubt you've killed my kinsmen by the score." "A few," Salma allowed. "Well, next time you shed my kinden's blood, think on this: we are but men, no less nor more than other men, and we strive and feel joy and fail as men have always done. We live in the darkness that is the birthright of us all, that of hurt and ignorance, only sometimes... sometimes there comes the sun." He let the bowl fall from his fingers to the floor, watching it spin and settle, unbroken. ↗

— Adrian Tchaikovsky

#aagen-s-joy #birthright #darkness #grief-in-chains #here-comes-the-sun

I have watched them all day and they are the same men that we are. I believe that I could walk up to the mill and knock on the door and I would be welcome except that they have orders to challenge all travelers and ask to see their papers. It is only orders that come between us. Those men are not fascists. I call them so, but they are not. They are poor men as we are. They should never be fighting against us and I do not like to think of the killing. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#for-whom-the-bell-tolls #soldiers #war #men

When a youth was giving himself airs in the Theatre and saying, 'I am wise, for I have conversed with many wise men,' Epictetus replied, 'I too have conversed with many rich men, yet I am not rich!’. ↗

— Epictetus

#philosophy #sayings #talk-is-cheap #thought-provoking #wisdom

An ethics of desire is good news for those of us who have become allergic to an ethics of law. ↗

— Jean Vanier

#inspirational #l-arche #inspirational

No singer would ever make a song about that battle. No maester would ever write down an account for one of the Reader's beloved books. No banners flew, no warhorns moaned, no great lord called his men about him to hear his final ringing words. They fought in the predawn gloom, shadow against shadow, stumbling over roots and rocks, with mud and rotting leaves beneath their feet. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#ironmen #northmen #men