#cop

Sasha's green eyes were right up against yours, the lashes interlocking. "In Naples," she said, "there were kids who were just lost. You knew they were never going to get back to what they'd been, or have a normal life. And then there were other ones who you thought, maybe they will." ... You opened your eyes, which you hadn't realized were shut again. "what I'm saying is, We're the survivors," Sasha said. ... "Not everyone is. But we are. Okay? ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#living #survival #life

You never have to suffer because of, or be denatured by, another person, even someone you love. ↗

— Rossana Condoleo

#divorce #divorcing #love-pain #love-sadness #marriage

If people let the government decide what foods they eat and what medicines they take, their bodies will soon be in as sorry a state as the souls who live under tyranny. ↗

— Thomas Jefferson

#medicine #scope-of-government #wisdom #food

I’ll make a name for myself, after I make a copy of myself. The key to a productive life is cloning.
 ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#copy-of-myself #fame #key #make-a-name-for-myself #productive-life

The conundrum of sanity and insanity, is that it serves us to be some of each. It's really only a question of degrees. You cannot possibly be 100% adjusted and live in this INSANE world. A little bit of crazy is a coping skill. ↗

— Kelli Jae Baeli

#insane #insanity #philosophy-of-life #sane #sanity

I think the question is, can you live without her? Watch her fall in love with someone else?.....If the fear of some random thing happening in the future is bigger than the reality of her being with another guy, walk away now when it'll merely sort of kill you to do it. But you can't have this doubt between you. Man up. Love her the way she deserves it, or let another man do it. ↗

— Lauren Dane

#love

She wished it were evening now, wished for the great relief of the calendar inking itself out, of day done and night coming, of ice cubes knocking about in a glass beneath the whisky spilling in, that fine brown affirmation of need. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#coping #drinking-your-troubles-away #happy-hour #loss #lost-love

The vibrations on the air are the breath of God speaking to man's soul. Music is the language of God. We musicians are as close to God as man can be. We hear his voice, we read his lips, we give birth to the children of God, who sing his praise. That's what musicians are. ↗

— Stephen J. Rivele

#god #music #music