#ows

Go forth into the busy world and love it. Interest yourself in its life, mingle kindly with its joys and sorrows. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#living-life #sorrows #business

With subtle and finely-wrought temperaments it is always so. Their strong passions must either bruise or bend. They either slay the man, or themselves die. Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and the sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#passions #shallow #sorrows #love

All these girls swooning over hunky vampires, what they really want is to give away their freedom, to be controlled and told what to do and not have to think -- and never die, of course. It's sick is what it is. I don't want to be a forever-young living corpse. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#suspense #what-the-night-knows #freedom

It takes your knowing to decide on your going. If you know where you are going, you will keep going because you have already seen yourself gone ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#decision #destination #destiny #don-t-give-up #extra

Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the dark, frozen sky. ↗

— John Muir

#john-muir #nature #wilderness #change

Do not blame people and their attitudes: the problem is not corruption or greed, the problem is the system that pushes you to be corrupt. The solution is not, "Main Street, not Wall Street," but to change the system where Main Street cannot function without Wall Street. ↗

— Slavoj Žižek

#attitude

The very fact that you are a complainer, shows that you deserve your lot. ↗

— James Allen

#deserve #fact #lot #shows #very

Here, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water, Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light, Bosoming day as a laughing and radiant daughter… Here we may whisper unheard, unafraid of the night. Walking alone…was it splendor, or what, we were bound with? Deep in the time when summer lets down her hair? Shadows we loved and the patterns they covered the ground with Tapestries, mystical, faint in the breathless air. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#magical #mystical #patterns #poetry #shadows

They should." "Should be like a wood bee," she said. It was a private joke, a mocking appreciation of the slipperiness of even the simplest hope, a nonce catchphrase like so many others lifted from favorite movies or TV shows that served as a rote substitute for conversation and bound them like shut-in twins, each other's best and, most often, only audience. ↗

— Stewart O'Nan

#conversation #hope #movies #pop-culture #tv-shows

If I can't have you my love, I'll destroy you! ↗

— Angelique Bouchard

#love