#what

Modernity exists in the form of a desire to wipe out whatever came earlier, in the hope of reaching at least a point that could be called a true present, a point of origin that marks a new departure. ↗

— Paul de Man

#came #could #departure #desire #earlier

I dialed the number slowly, wanting to get it right. Two rings, and he picked up. "Yes," I said after his hello. "Mclean?" he asked. "Is that you?" "Yeah," I said, swallowing and looking out my open door, at the ocean. "The answer's yes." "The answer . . ." he said slowly. "You asked me to go out with you. I know you probably changed your mind. But you should know, the answer was yes. It's always been yes when it comes to you." He was very quiet for a moment. "Where are you?" I started crying again, my voice ragged. He told me to calm down. He told me it was going to be all right. And then, he told he'd be there soon. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#what-happened-to-goodbye #change

He thought himself awake when he was already asleep. He saw the stars above his face, whirling on their silent and sleepless axis, and the leaves of the trees rustling against them, and he heard small changes in the grass. These little noises of footsteps and soft-fringed wing-beats and stealthy bellies drawn over the grass blades or rattling against the bracken at first frightened or interested him, so that he moved to see what they were (but never saw), then soothed him, so that he no longer cared to see what they were but trusted them to be themselves, and finally left him altogether as he swam down deeper and deeper, nuzzling into the scented turf, into the warm ground, into the unending waters under the earth. ↗

— T.H. White

#on #tombstone #want #what #you

But we're still in somewhat a Puritanical society in a lot of ways. ↗

— Joe Mantegna

#puritanical #society #somewhat #still #ways

Courage, my child, is not the absence of fear. It's the triumph over fear. ↗

— Wynne Channing

#what-kills-me #courage

I think they would like the songs better if I left out the names, or changed the pronouns. ↗

— David Levithan

#gay #love #what-a-song-can-do #change

That is not dead which can eternal lie, yet with stranger eons, even death may die. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#death

Still, he figured, sometimes you've got to do what you've got to do, and then sometimes you've just got to run like hell after it's done. ↗

— Derek Landy

#getting-things-done #gotta-do-what-you-gotta-do #life #life-lessons #responsibility

He crouched at the care window and looked in. "What a lovely family you have. What a charming family. They're all lovely. Except for that one." His finger jabbed the glass. "That one's a bit ugly." The American stepped towards him. "What? What did you say?" "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure his personality makes up for his face. ↗

— Derek Landy

#humor #humorous #insults #random #what-the-hell

Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows. ↗

— Pope Paul VI

#dying #every #every day #i #life