#line

People who do a job that claims to be creative have to be alone to recharge their batteries. You can’t live 24 hours a day in the spotlight and remain creative. For people like me, solitude is a victory. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#charge #creativity #designer #energy #fame

Well-known, alas, is the case of the poor German who was very fond of three and who made each aspect of his life a thing of triads. He went home one evening and drank three cups of tea with three lumps of sugar in each cup, cut his jugular with a razor three times and scrawled with a dying hand on a picture of his wife good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. ↗

— Flann O'Brien

#last-lines #suicide #three #death

After all, in the very casualness of Gatsby's party there were romantic possibilities totally absent from her world. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#romance #romantic

I grow old … I grow old … I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#mermaid #regret #love

Is it really worth dying for the person you love?” [Maureen] thinks about this for a moment. “That’s not the real question, Oliver. What you should be asking is, Can you live without her? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#dying #love #maureen #oliver #values

But you haven't never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied. You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don't love and don't have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined. ↗

— Carson McCullers

#loneliness #love

He was ugly, himself. Weird-ugly. But ugliness in a man doesn't matter, much. Ugliness in a woman is her life. ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#women #life

It was just a lie that seemed real. It was a promise that was never meant to be true. The forever that had a deadline. It felt like falling in love, but it was falling in a heartbreak café! ↗

— Moffat Machingura

#falling-in-love #forever #heartache #heartbreak #lie

When you believe you reflect what is holy and good, you can see more that is good in every stage of your life. (319) ↗

— Victoria Moran

#good #goodness #holiness #holy #life

Selfishly, perhaps, Catti-brie had determined that the assassin was her own business. He had unnerved her, had stripped away years of training and discipline and reduced her to the quivering semblance of a frightened child. But she was a young woman now, no more a girl. She had to personally respond to that emotional humiliation, or the scars from it would haunt her to her grave, forever paralyzing her along her path to discover her true potential in life. ↗

— R.A. Salvatore

#discipline #emotional #humiliation #life #paralyzing