#song

There are no men like me. There's only me" - (Jaime Lannister) ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#a-song-of-ice-and-fire #men

God is the composer; you are the song. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#composer #god #life #song #experience

I admire Tolkien greatly. His books had enormous influence on me. And the trope that he sort of established—the idea of the Dark Lord and his Evil Minions—in the hands of lesser writers over the years and decades has not served the genre well. It has been beaten to death. The battle of good and evil is a great subject for any book and certainly for a fantasy book, but I think ultimately the battle between good and evil is weighed within the individual human heart and not necessarily between an army of people dressed in white and an army of people dressed in black. When I look at the world, I see that most real living breathing human beings are grey. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#j-r-r-tolkien #the-lord-of-the-rings #death

Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#life #ocean #poetry #song #waves

The word's forgiveness... Look it up. It's what Jesus has in store for you but I won't no matter what! ↗

— Ashton Shepherd

#forgiveness

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery. None but ourselves can free our minds. ↗

— Bob Marley

#independent-thought #self-reliance #song-lyrics #freedom

Strange, what being forced to slow down could do to a person. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#person #slow-down #the-last-song #life

In the depth a light will grow, A silver shine no shadows know, Like wings unfolding in the sky, That circle 'round a gleaming eye, Turning darkness all away, Even depths will know their day, For every shadow has its end, In light! Life will return again! ↗

— Robert Fanney

#eye #life #light #luthiel #magic

It's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life ↗

— Jon Bon Jovi

#life

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #song #suicide #love