#birth

One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for a birth, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret that's never been told. ~ Simon ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #birth

The year you were born marks only your entry into the world. Other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#accomplishment #achieve #achievement #birth #birthday

My mother groaned, my father wept, into the dangerous world I leapt. ↗

— William Blake

#pain #birth

They should tell you when you’re born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel. ↗

— Gabrielle Zevin

#detachment #heart #heartbreak #birth

I have discovered with advancing years that few things are entirely black or white, but more often different shades of grey. ↗

— Jeffrey Archer

#birth

No matter what you do, someone always knew you would. ↗

— Ami McKay

#small-town #truth #wisdom #birth

You do not have to be alone. The world never inflicts loneliness upon us. That is something we choose or reject by ourselves. ↗

— Darren Shan

#loneliness #birth

Backlock, a poet blind from his birth, could describe visual objects with accuracy; Professor Sanderson, who was also blind, gave excellent lectures on color, and taught others the theory of ideas which they had and he had not. In the social sphere these gifted ones are mostly women; they can watch a world which they never saw, and estimate forces of which they have only heard. We call it intuition. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#birth

She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother. ↗

— Denis Johnson

#heart #mother #birth

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#birth