#birth

A library is the delivery room for the birth of ideas, a place where history comes to life. ↗

— Norman Cousins

#comes #delivery #history #ideas #library

My brother got a .22 for his 12th birthday; I got a .22. He got a hunting knife; I got a hunting knife. ↗

— Stephanie Cutter

#brother #got #his #hunting #i

No country in the history of the world has ever contributed more to humankind and accomplished more for its people in so brief a period of time as Israel has done since its relatively recent rebirth in 1948. ↗

— Alan Dershowitz

#brief #contributed #country #done #ever

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death. ↗

— E. M. Forster

#birth #death #facts #five #food

I get an urge, like a pregnant elephant, to go away and give birth to a book. ↗

— Stephen Fry

#birth #book #elephant #get #give

My parents were dishonest people. If it was my birthday, I knew my mother took me to the K-Mart and she stole my toy. She'd put it in the shopping cart and we'd walk out. I was raised with that. ↗

— Vincent Gallo

#cart #dishonest #honest people #i #i was raised

Some people won't go the extra mile, and then on their birthday, when no one makes a fuss, they feel neglected and bitter. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#bitter #extra #extra mile #feel #fuss

Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire. ↗

— Edward Young

#birth #death #fire #moment #nothing

Absolutely. It's something I'd eventually love. In the meantime, I just borrow all my friends' kids. It's seriously the best birth control in the world. I'm so tired afterward, I'm like, Okay, maybe in another two years. ↗

— Sarah Michelle Gellar

#another #best #birth #birth control #borrow

And some day there will be nothing left of everything that has twisted my life and grieved it and filled me so often with such anguish. Some day, with the last exhaustion, peace will come and the motherly earth will gather me back home. It won't be the end of things, only a way of being born again, a bathing and a slumbering where the old and the withered sink down, where the young and new begin to breathe. Then, with other thoughts, I will walk along streets like these, and listen to streams, and overhear what the sky says in the evening, over and over and over. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#death #rebirth #death