#wisdo

To pursue wisdom is to live in such a way that one is prepared to face death when it comes. (247) ↗

— Gregory Bassham

#harry-potter #life #living-life #philosophy #wisdom

To experience peace ~ stop disturbing it! ↗

— Julia Heywood

#spiritual-quotes #spiritual-wisdom #experience

Soldiers live. He dies and not you, and you feel guilty, because you're glad he died, and not you. Soldiers live, and wonder why. ↗

— Glen Cook

#death #life #wisdom #death

Sure, it was your idea and your fly, but he caught the big fish. Remember, fairness is a human idea largely unknown in nature. ↗

— John Gierach

#wisdom #death

I would’ve died at sixteen years old if a miracle didn’t happened and saved my life. I would’ve committed suicide. And I know that there’s people here that feel crappy and they feel like life doesn’t make sense sometimes. But what’s amazing is that that’s only temporary and you can get through it. ↗

— Lacey Mosley

#faith #flyleaf #hope #inspirational #life

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#circling #death #dejan-stojanovic #dreams #eye

You think that it’s not magic that keeps you alive? Just ‘cause you understand the mechanics of how something works, doesn’t make it any less of a miracle. Which is just another word for magic. We’re all kept alive by magic, Sookie. My magic’s just a little different from yours, that’s all. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#life-and-death #magic #wisdom-in-fiction #death

We losers don't fear death. For us it's the end of a lifelong losing spell. ↗

— Dakota Dawn

#life #truth #wisdom #death

I am quite a wise old bird, but I am no desert hermit who can only prophesy when his guts are knotted with hunger. I am deep in the old man’s puzzle, trying to link the wisdom of the body with the wisdom of the spirit until the two are one. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#life-and-death #wisdom #death

I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more /the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort /to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires /and expires, too soon, too soon /before life itself ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#death