#th

If I did something to hurt Frankie and she said that I was never getting near her heart again, I’d spent the rest of my life trying anyway. That’s the difference between you and me, Tom. I’d go back to the moment it all fell apart and I’d start there. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#will-trombal #life

Love is the answer, at least, for most of the questions in my heart, like Why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and Sometimes life can be deceiving I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together ↗

— Jack Johnson

#life

It never failed to amaze me how the most ordinary day could be catapulted into the extraordinary in the blink of an eye. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#extraordinary #life #ordinary #truth #life

At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling bird and bear and hare and fish. ↗

— Stephen King

#dark-tower #death #fire #roland #stephen-king

No book can ever be finished. While working on it we learn just enough to find it immature the moment we turn away from it ↗

— Karl Popper

#end #finish #learning #letting-go #the-end

...the chief cause for the impending collapse of the world - the cause sufficient in and by itself - is the enormous growth of the human population: the human flood. The worst enemy of life is too much life: the excess of human life. ↗

— Pentti Linkola

#misanthrope #noremorse #overpopulation #life

Would you walk to the edge of the ocean Just to fill my jar with sand Just in case I get the notion To let it run through my hand ↗

— The Band Perrry

#love #the-band-perry #life

How to be a Poet (to remind myself) Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill-more of each than you have-inspiration work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity… Breathe with unconditional breath the unconditioned air. Shun electric wire. Communicate slowly. Live a three-dimensional life; stay away from screens. Stay away from anything that obscures the place it is in. There are so unsacred places; there are only sacred places and desecrated places. Accept what comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came. ↗

— Wendell Berry

#how-to-be-a-poet #nature #poet #poetry #communication

In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually toward the horizon. ↗

— Albert Camus

#look-up-and-enjoy-life #perspective #relax #life

By ten o'clock she thought he might soon be ready to talk. He'd threatened, blustered, even tried to sweet-talk her. Then the bribery had begun. He'd let her live if she let him out immediately. He'd give her three horses, two sheep, and a cow. He'd give her a pouch of coin, three horses, two sheep, not just a cow but a milking cow, and set her up anywhere in England, if she would just leave his castle and not bother him again for the rest of his life. The only offer/threat that had perked her momentary interest was when he'd shouted that he was going to "toop her 'til her bonny legs fell off." She should be so lucky. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#gwen #karen-marie-moning #kiss-of-the-highlander #life