#ruth

No secret can remain hidden for ever. Silently and patiently, it waits in the dark. It lets you build your life, carefully stacking the bricks one by one, and then it appears. It deals its blow and everything crumbles. That’s why it remains intact and incorruptible in time, waiting for its ultimate destiny to be revealed. ↗

— Stefanos Livos

#secrets #truth #life

If you believe in something because of miracles, then another kind of miracles can make you deny it. ↗

— Toba Beta

#believe #defy #deny #life #miracle

Climbing hills was never one of my great ambitions. Perhaps I was just lazy, but I admit--now that I've been climbing a hill every other day--that it's very difficult to think about the stresses in your life while you're trying to avoid falling backwards when a goat with large horns is chasing you because you came too close to the little patch of grass he was planning to eat for breakfast. ↗

— Gene Wilder

#truth #life

Life is war. ↗

— Ezekiel Carsella

#truth #inspirational

Be careful, Hally." "Of what? The truth? I seem to be the only one around here who is prepared to face it. ↗

— Athol Fugard

#careful #hally #life #master-harold #master-harold-and-the-boys

Life's most obvious truths are the hardest to see but once you've burned everything to the ground they are the only things left standing. André Chevalier ↗

— Nikki Sex

#life-philosophy #truths #life

The letter came at a time in his life when the battle inside his soul could have tipped either way. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#life

I wanted to say a certain thing to a certain man, a certain true thing that had crept into my head. I opened my head, at the place provided, and proceeded to pronounce the true thing that lay languishing there—that is, proceeded to propel that trueness, that felicitous trularity, from its place inside my head out into world life. The certain man stood waiting to receive it. His face reflected an eager accepting-ness. Everything was right. I propelled, using my mind, my mouth, all my muscles. I propelled. I propelled and propelled. I felt trularity inside my head moving slowly through the passage provided (stained like the caves of Lascaux with garlic, antihistamines, Berloiz, a history, a history) toward its debut on the world stage. Past my teeth, with their little brown sweaters knitted of gin and cigar smoke, toward its leap to critical scrutiny. Past my lips, with their tendency to flake away in cold weather— ↗

— Donald Barthelme

#language #speech #truth #life

Even one voice in a wilderness of ignorance is a voice that is heard by someone. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#knowledge #life-lessons #power #truth #life

Unhappy times are the best for levity. You don't light candles in the middle of the day, do you? ↗

— Joe Ambercrombie

#life