#at

Toska - noun /ˈtō-skə/ - Russian word roughly translated as sadness, melancholia, lugubriousness. "No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#love

I think everybody has the ability to fall in love with a man or with a woman or a white person or a black person or a Jewish person or a Protestant person or whatever. ↗

— Ally Sheedy

#black #everybody #fall #i #i think

This is something I've always wanted to do- to skate through a part of New York City that thousands of people ride through every week, feeling the energy of one of the original stomping grounds of street skating. ↗

— Ryan Sheckler

#city #energy #every #feeling #grounds

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time. ↗

— John Green

#bittersweet #hazel-grace #love #sad #sweet

Exercise is done against one's wishes and maintained only because the alternative is worse. ↗

— George A. Sheehan

#against #alternative #because #done #exercise

Creativity can be described as letting go of certainties. ↗

— Gail Sheehy

#creativity #described #go #letting #letting go

None of us can choose where we shall love... ↗

— Susan Kay

#love #opera #passion #phantom #sympathy

To have a great and creative brain, it takes a HUGE amount of imagination, a fair amount of common sense, and the ability to have only a small amount of sleeping required in a day ↗

— S. IKom Afriani. L. S

#attitude

Oh, I realize it's a penny here and a penny there, but look at me: I've worked myself up from nothing to a state of extreme poverty. ↗

— Arthur Sheekman

#extreme poverty #here #i #look #me

In an undertone, I murmured, "This isn't over. I won't give up on you." "I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#heartbreak #rose-hathaway #love