#ton

Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#journey #self-reliance #travel

I want to name one of my sons “For Sale.” That way, not only would he make an excellent politician, but even after his death his children could benefit from his name through his headstone, which would read “For Sale: 904.555.4272. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #headstone #politics #death

So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#acting

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive. ↗

— Josephine Hart

#character

Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#remembered #comfort

We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need. ↗

— Marya Hornbacher

#bulimia #eating-disorders #skeletons #thin #teaching

A leaf cannot return to the bud - bluestar to fireheart and greystripe ↗

— Erin Hunter

#fireheart #firepaw #firestar #greystripe #hunter

How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#poems #poetry #career

The proverb warns that, 'You should not bite the hand that feeds you.' But maybe you should, if it prevents you from feeding yourself. ↗

— Thomas Stephen Szasz

#independence #self-reliance #independence

As that fucking chandelier twinkled overhead, Blay said roughly, "I'm still in love with him." Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed a the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. "I know. You thought you weren't?" As if that were rather stupid of him. "I'm so fucking tired of it. I really am." "That I believe." "Im so fucking..." God, those sounds, that muted pounding , that audible confirmation of what he had been ignoring for the past year-- On a sudden wave of violence, he pitched the brandy snifter at the marble fireplace, shattering the thing. "Fuck, Fuck!" If he'd been able to, he'd have jumped up and torn that goddamn cocksucking light fixture off the goddamn cocksucking ceiling. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blaylock #lover-reborn #qhuay #saxton #love