#y

He was a glass half full kind of person and she was...what? The glass is going to break before you can even pour kind of person. Yikes. ↗

— Erin McCarthy

#life-philosophy #life

His question is pretty dangerous for me to try to answer, so I don’t—it continues to hang out there like the stained underwear at a slumber party that goes unclaimed. ↗

— Jen Naumann

#humorous-quotations #ya #young-adult-fiction #zombies #life

What is this life so full of care, We don't have time to stand and stare. ↗

— W.H. Davies

#life #poetry #time #w-h-davies #life

Own your creativity. You are creative with the same juice that flows in all of life. The question is not whether you are creative enough but whether you will free yourself to express it. ↗

— Ian Roberts

#creativity #life

I've always wondered how much can you do for your fellow man if your hands are constantly stuck together in Prayers for them? ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#life #prayers #religion #life

Through photography and image I have been afforded the privilege of sharing the stories and myths of people's lives with others. The process for me became self-revelatory. It was a process of soul-making, something all humans are engaged in, no matter their endeavor. I saw a part of myself in each person I photographed. I came to realize, through the alchemical process of living, that each life is important, no matter how little that life seems to offer. ↗

— J. Don Cook

#life #photography #life

I can't stop thinking about what he felt like against my body, against my lips. I can't remember anything else, anything before that. And I realize in this moment that I've finally done it. That horrible, awful thing I swore I would never do. The frosting. The cigarettes. The blue glass triangle. The shooting stars. The taste of his mouth on mine in the hall closet. Gone. All I can think about is Sam. Matt is – erased. My whole body is warm and buzzing. Sam is smiling next to me, because of me. And I've never felt so lonely in all my life. ↗

— Sarah Ockler

#grief #ya #life

Wenn man nachts nicht schläft, werden Träume wahr. ↗

— Selim Özdogan

#philosophy #life

I know not why any one but a schoolboy in his declamation should whine over the Commonwealth of Rome, which grew great only by the misery of the rest of mankind. The Romans, like others, as soon as they grew rich, grew corrupt; and in their corruption sold the lives and freedoms of themselves, and of one another. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#boswell #corrupt #corruption #freedom #johnson

In moments of exhaustion, I think for some reason of writing an autobiography--proper work for tired artists--but every autobiographer must secretly believe he has triumphed in life. Maybe, incidentally, this accounts for the paucity of women's autobiographies--they know better. ↗

— Arthur Miller

#life