#philosophical

They said, "Will You place upon it one who causes corruption therein and sheds blood, while we declare Your praise and sanctify You? ↗

— Qur'an

#philosophical-musings #qur-an #religious #inspirational

No matter how far you have gone down the road its never too late to stop and reinvent yourself ↗

— rassool jibraeel snyman

#motivational #motivational-inspirational #motivational-quotes #philosophical #philosophical-musings

Within us all are sages, warriors and fools; we more often that not choose the fools ↗

— rassool jibraeel snyman

#motivational-inspirational #motivational-quotes #philosophical-musings #philosophy #philosophy-of-life

But if I decide to decide there’s a different, less selfish, less lonely point to my life, won’t the reason for this decision be my desire to be less lonely, meaning to suffer less overall pain? Can the decision to be less selfish ever be anything other than a selfish decision? ↗

— David Foster Wallace

#life

A sin is nothing more than regret. Not for doing it once, but doing it again when you know you’re going to regret it. ↗

— Carroll Bryant

#human-nature #opinion #perception #philisophical-life #philosophical

By my existence I am nothing more than an empty place, an outline,that is reserved within being in general. Given with it, though, is the duty to fill in this empty place. That is my life. ↗

— Georg Simmel

#sociology #life

Why does it seem easier for us to accept reality when it is within the confinement of the animal kingdom yet so hard for us to face it in our? ↗

— Aysha Taryam

#culture #humanity-and-society #philosophical-musings #philosophy-of-life #life

I don't reckon misery loves any damn thing at all. ↗

— Bruce Machart

#truth #love

I can't understand how people can settle for having just one life. I remember we were in English class and we were talking about that poem by - that one guy. David Frost. 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood-' You know this poem, right? 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could, to where it bent in the undergrowth-" "I loved that poem. But I remember thinking to myself: Why? How come you can't travel both? That seemed really unfair to me. ↗

— Dan Chaon

#philosophical #life

An amorous night is to approach a state of perfection that only two lovers can reach; you see this requires--no it demands, implores the deepest reverence, trust, insatiable desire, and mad lust for her. To worship her by abolishing the weakness of fear, the fear of betrayal, infidelity, the lack of reciprocation and bequeathing the body and soul to her, to worship her, to yearn and gain her unfettered permission to her body and soul, to accept the primal desires the animal needs that dwell inside, yet to have passion, tender love-making and violent sex all in the same night, as one--approaching this perfection is approaching heaven on earth. ↗

— Jack Serv

#love