#out

I don’t think I’ve ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I don’t think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.” “How would you introduce her?” I asked. “I’m just going to say her name,” he said. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#chicago #city #contemporary #downtown #dream

The right one for you will move mountains to be with you - he won't hide behind them. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#holding-out-for-the-best #love #mr-right #not-settling #relationships

If a man WANTS to be with you, he will make his actions clear. There won’t be any questions, murkiness, cloudiness, or fear. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#he-s-just-not-that-into-you #holding-out-for-the-best #love #not-settling #positive-thinking

Sometimes it takes a heartbreak to shake us awake & help us see we are worth so much more than we're settling for. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#dating #heartbreak #holding-out-for-the-best #letting-go #love

Breakups have a way of shaking us awake and helping us see what we really want vs. what we are willing to settle for. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#breakups #dating #going-through-a-breakup #holding-out-for-the-best #honoring-yourself

Love shouldn’t require Windex to be clear. It either is or it isn’t. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#clarity #dating #finding-the-one #he-s-just-not-that-into-you #holding-out-for-the-best

Once people said: Give me liberty or give me death. Now they say: Make me a slave, just pay me enough. ↗

— Todd Garlington

#freedom #happiness #history #idealism #money

I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear? ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#beat #death-and-dying #early-stories-and-other-writings #fear-of-death #fleeting-life

For brick and mortar breed filth and crime, With a pulse of evil that throbs and beats; And men are whithered before their prime By the curse paved in with the lanes and streets. And lungs are poisoned and shoulders bowed, In the smothering reek of mill and mine; And death stalks in on the struggling crowd— But he shuns the shadow of the oak and pine ↗

— George W. Sears Nessmuk

#city #outdoors #urban #wilderness #woodcraft

A plongeur is a slave, and a wasted slave, doing stupid and largely unnecessary work. He is kept at work, ultimately, because of a vague feeling that he would be dangerous if he had leisure. And educated people, who should be on his side, acquiesce in the process, because they know nothing about him and consequently are afraid of him. ↗

— George Orwell

#down-and-out-in-paris-and-london #education #fear #george-orwell #hierarchy