#try

I try to do yoga once a week. ↗

— Alessandra Ambrosio

#once #try #week #yoga

How you die out in me: down to the last worn-out knot of breath you're there, with a splinter of life. ↗

— Paul Celan

#poetry #life

Oh, come with old Khayyàm, and leave the Wise To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies; One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown forever dies. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#rubiayat #wisdom #life

Dogfish I wanted The past to go away, I wanted To leave it, like another country; I wanted My life to close, and open Like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song Where it falls Down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery; I wanted To hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know, Whoever I was, I was Alive For a little while. …mostly, I want to be kind. And nobody, of course, is kind, Or mean, For a simple reason. And nobody gets out of it, having to Swim through the fires to stay in This world. ↗

— Mary Oliver

#poetry #life

We pray for this beloved country, Egypt, for God to protect her safety, security, stability; to protect her unity and more so, her image. ↗

— Pope Theodoros II

#beloved country #country #egypt #god #her

In terms of the revolution, I believe that the revolution will be a revolution of dispossessed people in this country: that's the Mexican American, the Puerto Rican American, the American Indian, and black people. ↗

— H. Rap Brown

#believe #black #country #dispossessed #i

Life isn't fair, so you have to play the best game you can with the cards you're dealt. ↗

— Marta Acosta

#dark-companion #fairness #games #life #trying

I am becoming the woman I've wanted, grey at the temples, soft body, delighted, cracked up by life with a laugh that's known bitter but, past it, got better, knows she's a survivor-- that whatever comes, she can outlast it. I am becoming a deep weathered basket. I am becoming the woman I've longed for, the motherly lover with arms strong and tender, the growing up daughter who blushes surprises. I am becoming full moons and sunrises. I find her becoming, this woman I've wanted, who knows she'll encompass, who knows she's sufficient, knows where she's going and travels with passion. Who remembers she's precious, but knows she's not scarce-- who knows she is plenty, plenty to share. ↗

— Jayne Brown

#poetry #life

A tough life needs a tough language—and that is what poetry is. That is what literature offers—a language powerful enough to say how it is. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#life #poetry #life

What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? ↗

— W.H. Davies

#poetry #time #w-h-davies #life