#v

Love is a choice you make from moment to moment. ↗

— Barbara de Angelis

#love #love is #make #moment #you

Emptiness is this world’s greatest discovery. Who has chosen this kind world for us and why? ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#death #life #love #wisdom #death

Improvement begins with I. ↗

— Arnold H. Glasow

#i #improvement

I remember an hypothesis argued upon by the young students, when I was at St. Omer's, and maintained with much learning and pleasantry on both sides, 'Whether supposing that the flavour of a big who obtained his death by whipping (per flagellationem extremem) superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting an animal to death?' I forget the decision. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#flavor #food #justification #pig #suffering

The fish was an enemy. It had come upon the community and killed two men, a woman, and a child. The people of Amity would demand the death of the fish. They would need to see it dead before they could feel secure enough to resume their normal lives. ↗

— Peter Benchley

#shark #vengeance #death

I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen. ↗

— Holly Hood

#funny #life #love #witty #death

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died. ↗

— Stevie Smith

#dying #endure #life #study-to-deserve-death #suicide

And now the thought came to me that I lived much of my life through the pages of books as well. That perhaps I, too, was only a paper figure. A cut-out, or silhouette. Flat. I always thought I knew the shape of my life. Of course I thought I knew about life, thought I knew all I needed - or wanted - to know. And yet, like the opening left when a burning star falls from its perch, now an unexpected hole was left in what was once a solid curtain of understanding... ( )... Sitting under the cold stars, I understood that it was death that made me recognize life, and the existence, or pherhaps the non-existence of my own beeing. ↗

— Linda Holeman

#life-and-living #death

If you love your work, if you enjoy it, you're already a success. ↗

— Jack Canfield

#love-your-work #quotes #inspirational

When I opened the box, I had to remove myself from whose handwriting it was that I was reading and whose story I was hearing. I had to, or I never would have made it past the first letter. If I stopped to think about my Grandpa writing to my Grandma, knowing how much he loved her and how many years he spent without her after her death, I knew I wouldn’t be able to make it through just one letter without an onslaught of tears. And it was Grandpa, a voice I knew so well. One that I miss terribly. ↗

— Kara Martinelli

#friendship #longing #love #wwii-history #death