#del

I'm the guy who reputedly denies that people experience colors or pains, and thinks that thermostats think — just ask my critics. ↗

— Daniel C. Dennett

#multiple-drafts-model #qualia #experience

On my first date with Agatha, I wore tight green Spandex, which made my skinny legs look like asparagus. Knowing no heterosexual woman could resist such a temptation, I set out to seduce her. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#delusional #funny #seduce #dating

In many ways, life is about managing your delusions; keeping the ones that nourish and eliminating the ones that poison. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#eliminate #life #managing #nourish #poison

J. E. Littlewood, a mathematician at Cambridge University, wrote about the law of truly large numbers in his 1986 book, "Littlewood's Miscellany." He said the average person is alert for about eight hours every day, and something happens to the average person about once a second. At this rate, you will experience 1 million events every thirty-five days. This means when you say the chances of something happening are one in a million, it also means about once a month. The monthly miracle is called Littlewood's Law. ↗

— David McRaney

#delusion #psychology #statistics #experience

In my experience, the content strategist is a rare breed who's often willing and able to embrace whatever role is necessary to deliver on the promise of useful, useable content. ↗

— Kristina Halvorson

#deliver #promise #role #roles #strategy

We are acknowledging the close personal nature of our 10 years at war and the strong bonds of fidelity that Marines have for one another, especially for those fellow Marines who we have lost. ↗

— James F. Amos

#another #bonds #close #especially #fellow

You have my whole heart. You always did. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#fidelity #love #faith

I vow I am, and always will be, constant and faithful in my love for you, Anais. Nothing you or anyone else does shall alter these feelings. I am forever loving, forever waiting, forever yearning...forever yours. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#forever #love #obsession #yearning #faith

But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unflinchingly, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#memory #the-cookie #faith

Shut up, Kathleen.” “Shut up, Miranda.” “God, enough with the shut ups, please,” Evan said, walking down the stairs looking good enough to eat (at least to Matt). . . . “Hi.” Matt held up the bag of melting Ben & Jerry’s. “I uh…this belongs in the fridge.” “I’ll make room.” “I’ll follow.” “I’ll vomit,” Miranda muttered ... Kathleen took great delight in asking “Why she’s got that stupid smile on her face? ↗

— Tere Michaels

#faith