#on

A man is born gentle and weak; at his death he is hard and stiff. All things, including the grass and trees, are soft and pliable in life; dry and brittle in death. Stiffness is thus a companion of death; flexibility a companion of life. An army that cannot yield will be defeated. A tree that cannot bend will crack in the wind. The hard and stiff will be broken; the soft and supple will prevail. ↗

— Lao Tzu

#death

We are now integrated into American society and I don't like the word fashionable, because fashionable means that it's going to pass. It's not like that anymore. ↗

— Antonio Banderas

#american society #anymore #because #fashionable #going

When you wake up from a dream you have only a few precious moments before the details of the dream begin to dissipate and the memory fades. Not all dreams are significant or worth remembering. But the ones that are . . . happen again. So, wait for the dream to return. And never be afraid. Instead, consider it an opportunity to learn something profound and possibly wondrous about yourself. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#dreaming #dreams #interpretation #remembering #dreams

There was a land of Cavaliers and Cotton Fields called the Old South. Here in this pretty world, Gallantry took its last bow. Here was the last ever to be seen of Knights and their Ladies Fair, of Master and of Slave. Look for it only in books, for it is no more than a dream remembered, a Civilization gone with the wind... ↗

— Ben Hecht

#dreams

I steal into their dreams," he said. "I steal into their most shameful thoughts, I'm in every shiver, every spasm of their souls, I steal into their hearts, I scrutinize their most fundamental beliefs, I scan their irrational impulses, their unspeakable emotions, I sleep in their lungs during the summer and their muscles during the winter, and all of this I do without the least effort, without intending to, without asking or seeking it out, without constraints, driven only by love and devotion. ↗

— Roberto Bolaño

#intensity #love #dreams

Anything that won't sell, I don't want to invent. Its sale is proof of utility, and utility is success. ↗

— Thomas A. Edison

#i #invent #proof #sale #sell

In the beginning Remo is a very New York street cop who changes and is changed as he moves along. ↗

— Fred Ward

#beginning #changed #changes #cop #in the beginning

Life has to end, she said. Love doesn't. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#death #dying #endings #inspirational #life

So as the years draw on toward the Biblical limit, the inclination to look back, and to tell some sort of story of what one has seen, grows upon most of us. ↗

— Mary A. Ward

#draw #grows #inclination #limit #look

Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock settle into my mind, slowing it down and then turning it off. "Don't leave me, Noah. Please, don't go," I whispered into the darkness as the light spray of rain touched my face. If only I could turn back time. I would tell him yes. ↗

— Karen Ann Hopkins

#grief #losing-someone #love #regret #death