#ows

Blood of my Blood," he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens, You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#marriage #romance #vows #love

Here are the shadows left behind by a thousand moments, a thousand moods, of needs traced here on the wall by men who are gone. Here is the record of their being here. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#marks-left #moments #shadows #men

Women eat ice-cream, men toast marshmallows. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#ice-cream #male-bonding #marshmallows #men-and-women #sorrow

When Small men begin to cast big shadows, it means that the sun is about to set. ↗

— Lin Yutang

#set #shadows #sun #men

Such is the passing that you must leave, All men must die, and it is vain to grieve. ↗

— فردوسی

#men

Our lives pass from us like the wind, and why Should wise men grieve to know that they must die? The Judas blossom fades, the lovely face Of light is dimmed, and darkness takes its place. ↗

— فردوسی

#love

А тъкмо заради богатството си я напуснах: нямаше как да се прибирам вкъщи , след като имах толкова пари за харчене. За какво ми бяха всичките тези пари , ако всяка вечер трябваше да спя с една и съща жена? ↗

— Frédéric Beigbeder

#money #sex #windows-on-the-world #жена #пари

What a man knows at fifty that he did not know at twenty is for the most part incommunicable. ↗

— Adlai E. Stevenson

#fifty #incommunicable #know #knows #man

My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#hot-water-music #music

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#a-song-of-ice-and-fire #history #nature