#verse

But...If my life on Earth must end, let it end with a promise. Let it end with hope. ↗

— Beth Revis

#amy #beth-revis #elder #life

The Cosmos is all that is or was or ever will be. Our feeblest contemplations of the Cosmos stir us -- there is a tingling in the spine, a catch in the voice, a faint sensation, as if a distant memory, of falling from a height. We know we are approaching the greatest of mysteries. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#cosmos #life #mystery #universe #life

If this book has a lesson, it is that we are awfully lucky to be here-and by 'we' I mean every living thing. To attain any kind of life in this universe of ours appears to be quite an achievement. As humans we are doubly lucky, of course: We enjoy not only the privilege of existence but also the singular ability to appreciate it and even, in a multitude of ways, to make it better. It is a talent we have only barely begun to grasp. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#biology #humans #life #science #universe

Walk in the rain, smell flowers, stop along the way, build sandcastles, go on field trips, find out how things work, tell stories, say the magic words, trust the universe. ↗

— Bruce Williamson

#universe #life

All the ideas in the universe can be described by words. Therefore, if you simply take all the words and rearrange them randomly enough times, you’re bound to hit upon at least a few great ideas eventually. Sausage donkey swallows flying guillotine, my love assembly line.
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— Jarod Kintz

#donkey #flying #greatness #ideas #random

Free verse is like free love; it is a contradiction in terms. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#poetry #love

Love is the most mysterious force in the universe. It locks two souls together across space and time. Once that spark is ignited it consumes all else. It was that shard of light that transformed a dark soul forever. Now let that love burn bright like a sun for eternity… ↗

— Kion Ahadi

#universe #love

You have known, O Gilgamesh, What interests me, To drink from the Well of Immortality. Which means to make the dead Rise from their graves And the prisoners from their cells The sinners from their sins. I think love's kiss kills our heart of flesh. It is the only way to eternal life, Which should be unbearable if lived Among the dying flowers And the shrieking farewells Of the overstretched arms of our spoiled hopes. ↗

— Herbert Mason

#verse #warm-bodies #life

Something is conscious of us. It listens as it plays upon the instruments that we are. It takes delight in the cacophony, an orchestration so grand it is far beyond our contemplation. It is masterful, elegant, swift, and awesome. It is the Song of the Universe—and more. It is our Composer, and one who loves beyond conditions, beyond the beyond. If the law of ‘as above, so below’ holds true, then we too are composers. We too sing songs that breathe shape into reality. But are we listening? Are we paying attention to the compositions we create? ↗

— Dielle Ciesco

#composition #song-of-the-universe #the-unknown-mother #love

And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance; for you serve the Lord Christ. ↗

— Anonymous

#scripture #service #work #men