#tru

Life's as kind as you let it be. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#truth #life

No university in the world has ever risen to greatness without a correspondingly great library... When this is no longer true, then will our civilization have come to an end. ↗

— Lawrence Clark Powell

#come #correspondingly #end #ever #great

historical arguments; traditional apologetics breaks down here. Since man is here dealing with God and this by definition means with the invisible, impalpable, uncontrollable, only one attitude is appropriate and required : believing trust, trusting faith. ↗

— Hans Küng

#faith #historical #traditional #trust #attitude

I don't value authority. I don't value the systems. I don't value patriarchal religion. I don't value the things that diminish you when you do tell the truth. So I'm not scared of the end result, and that is the biggest asset I have. ↗

— Susan Powter

#authority #biggest #diminish #end #end result

Wanting more is just a recipe for heartache. ↗

— Stephen King

#truth #heartache

Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it. ↗

— Ellen Goodman

#life #materialism #society #truth #humor

Teaching is a sacred art. This is why the noblest druid is not the one who conjures fires and smoke but the one who brings the news and passes on the histories. The teacher, the bard, the singer of tales is a freer of men's minds and bodies, especially when he roams without allegiance to one chieftain or another. But he is also a danger to the masters if he insists upon telling the truth. The truth will inevitably cause tremors in those who cling to power without honoring justice. ↗

— Kate Horsley

#freedom #power #teaching #truth #art

Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#everything #falsehood #little #passes #spoken

If you are eager to find the reason I became the Kvothe they tell stories about, you could look there, I suppose." Chronicler's forehead wrinkled. "What do you mean, exactly?" Kvothe paused for a long moment, looking down at his hands. "Do you know how many times I've been beaten over the course of my life?" Chronicler shook his head. Looking up, Kvothe grinned and tossed his shoulders in a nonchalant shrug. "Neither do I. You'd think that sort of thing would stick in a person's mind. You'd think I would remember how many bones I've had broken. You'd think I'd remember the stitches and bandages." He shook his head. "I don't. I remember that young boy sobbing in the dark. Clear as a bell after all these years." Chronicler frowned. "You said yourself that there was nothing you could have done." "I could have," Kvothe said seriously, "and I didn't. I made my choice and I regret it to this day. Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#sad-but-true #sword-sentiments #life

Life's wildest moment---she kneels on the sidewalk. Everything else she does is lies, lies. ↗

— Henry Miller

#truth #life