#v

La vie est un voyage solitaire et, être mariée n'y change rien. D'ailleurs je pense que le fait de ressentir cette solitude avec la même intensité alors qu'en théorie on est deux est une souffrance encore plus cruelle. Il y a un facteur chance à l'origine de chaque rencontre, après on gère comme on peut ce que la vie nous donne. Or, c'est bien connu, la vie est injuste et, en plus elle a un goût douteux. ↗

— Agathe Colombier Hochberg

#couple #mariage #vie #change

Personalization is based on a bargain. In exchange for the service of filtering, you hand large companies an enormous amount of data about your daily life--much of whic you might not trust your friends with. ↗

— Eli Pariser

#privacy #change

A man could shoot thirty ducks if it pleased him, and then shoot thirty more the next day, and it was perfectly legal. His hunting partner was likely to be the county sheriff. ↗

— Stefan Bechtel

#hunting #change

I didn`t change. The Democratic Party slid to the Left from right under me. ↗

— Charlton Heston

#democrats #left #politics #change

Inevitably, if we are to grow and change as adults, we must gradually learn to confront the challenges, paradoxes, problems and painful reality of an insecure world. ↗

— James P. Krehbiel

#facing-problems #growth #motivation #stepping-out-of-the-bubble #change

We're only given one life, and it's the one we live, she had thought; how painful now, to realize that wasn't true, that you would have different lives, depending on how brave you were, and how ready. ↗

— Samuel Park

#life-changing #love #change

All that old road of the past unreeling dizzily as if the cup of life had been overturned and everything gone mad. My eyes ached in nightmare day (235). ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#on-the-road #travel #travel-writing #change

In history, the moments during which reason and reconciliation prevail are short and fleeting. ↗

— Stefan Zweig

#fleeting #history #moments #prevail #reason

I was a masterpiece; a painting in itself. He was changing me, molding me, and making me into something brand new. I was a blank canvas when I came to him, ready to absorb all the paint he would slather on me. He kept going, adding layer upon layer, sometimes even shedding them just so I could turn out beautiful. And he was done now, ready to let me leave and display me on a wall for people to see. ↗

— Evelyn Deshane

#evelyn-deshane #the-dove-keeper #art

How is it that you keep mutating and can still be the same virus? ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#mutation #virus #change