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NC passed law against global warming science, therefore it's not happening. So I'm ignoring Twitter's 140-character limit, so it's not happ ↗

— Stephen Colbert

#global-warming #humour #law #north-carolina #politics

It takes sometime to understand that life can't always go your way. People move on and change their minds, and leave you stranded. But you have to remember there's always a road that will lead you to wonderful places unseen, to people unheard and stories untold. ↗

— Luisa Henao

#life #road #change

You can still make today the day you change yourself, love yourself, forgive yourself, respect yourself, honor yourself, cherish yourself, admire yourself, express yourself, be true to yourself... It’s never too late! ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#be-true-to-yourself #change #cherish #express #forgive

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#gandalf #time

An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#conflict #fighting #peace #revenge #trial

Between here and there is a journey, illuminated by the rising and setting of a radiant sun. Don't miss its splendor in your all-fired hurry to cross the finish line. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#dreams #goals #journey #life #richelle

but as he plodded along a vague and almost hallucinatory pall hazed over his mind; he found himself at one point, with no notion of how it could be, a step from an almost certain fatal cliffside fall—falling humiliatingly and helplessly, he thought; on and on, with no one even to witness it. Here there existed no one to record his or anyone else's degradation, and any courage or pride which might manifest itself here at the end would go unmarked: the dead stones, the dust-stricken weeds dry and dying, perceived nothing, recollected nothing, about him or themselves. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#death #degradation #dying #oblivion #courage

Don't laugh. A girl can dream. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#discouragement #dream #goals #hope #resolve

I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.) for: the "Work" by which (it is said) we emerge from the great crises (love, grief) cannot be liquidated hastily: for me, it is accomplished only in and by writing. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#grief #mourning #writing #dreams

If you count sheep before you go to sleep, are you barrrrr'd from dreams? ↗

— Benny Bellamacina

#humour #sleeping #dreams