#wat

I'm not falling anymore. That's what L says, and she's right. I guess you could say I'm flying. We both are. And I'm pretty sure somewhere up there in the real blue sky and carpenter bee greatness, Amma's flying, too. We all are, depending on how you look at it. Flying or falling, it's up to us. Because the sky isn't really made of blue paint, and there aren't just two kinds of people in this world, the stupid and the stuck. We only think there are. Don't waste your time with either-with anything. It's not worth it. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#inspriational #beauty

I walked over and picked up one of the jugs. "What's this? Some kind of Caster disinfectant?" Lena took it out of my hand and lined it up with the others. "Yeah, it's called bleach. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#caster-chronicles #duchannes #ethan #lena #wate

The girl danced like light on water. After I'd watched for a while I looked with all of me, not just my eyes, and then I saw the meaning of the dance. I wanted to stop looking because it was so sad, but I couldn't because it was so beautiful. ↗

— Glenda Millard

#dance #sad #watch #beauty

Beauty soaks reality as water fills a rag. ↗

— Chet Raymo

#reality #simile #water #beauty

Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant. Meterologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you? ↗

— Dorothy Mccoy

#beauty

If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d'Azur. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #earth #french-riviera #humans #ivory-coast

The water was pure and cold and came out of the Apennines tasting like snow melted in the hands of a pretty girl. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#music

Our story is never written in isolation. We do not act in a one-man play. We can do nothing that does not affect other people, no matter how loudly we say, "It's my own business. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#madeleine-l-engle #our-story #walking-on-water #art

In my opinion, actual heroism, like actual love, is a messy, painful, vulnerable business—and I wanted to try to reflect that. ↗

— John Green

#green #hero #heroism #john #waters

The division seems rather unfair," I remarked. "You have done all the work in this business. I get a wife out of it, Jones gets the credit, pray what remains for you?" "For me," said Sherlock Holmes, "there still remains the cocaine-bottle." And he stretched his long white hand up for it. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#humour #sherlock-holmes-watson #business