#threads

He cannot freshly harm me here, and for that I am grateful, but the harm he previously inflicted reverberates and grows. There is nothing to heal it but time. Even here, there is no other cure for heartbreak. I wish that death were a magical cure for all that ailed my spirit in life; it is one more thing I expected and found false. I arrive with the same baggage I carried with me in life. There is nowhere to lay it down here either, no more than a woman with child can lay aside her babe before its birth, for it is within me. I am as I was, just not encumbered with flesh. ↗

— Nell Gavin

#death

Parents are like shuttles on a loom. They join the threads of the past with threads of the future and leave their own bright patterns as they go. ↗

— Fred Rogers

#future #go #join #leave #like

By the end of last year we solved a lot of threads, and it's really good for this new way we're taking the show to really have these new people and these new energies, frankly. ↗

— Michael Shanks

#energies #frankly #good #last #last year

Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads, which sew people together through the years. ↗

— Simone Signoret

#chains #hold #hundreds #marriage #people

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry. ↗

— Richard P. Feynman

#entire #fabric #her #longest #nature

I pledged California to a Northern Republic and to a flag that should have no treacherous threads of cotton in its warp, and the audience came down in thunder. ↗

— Thomas Starr King

#california #came #cotton #down #flag

Writing fiction has developed in me an abiding respect for the unknown in a human lifetime and a sense of where to look for the threads, how to follow, how to connect, find in the thick of the tangle what clear line persists. ↗

— Eudora Welty

#connect #developed #fiction #find #follow

I make so many plans but fail at follow-through. Gemini mind once a mat for you to wipe your feet. I’d beg for it. I’d plead 'Here! I’m here waiting for you to be the one. Take my heart, my life, my air: rip them to shreds and hand them back.No need to worry. I have enough superglue and tears to keep me busy for months... ↗

— Donato DiCristino

#arts #blog #donato #e-book #kindle

I don't have ideas so much as there are things which constantly evolve... there are various threads or layers, if you like, which change. ↗

— Harrison Birtwistle

#constantly #evolve #i #ideas #layers

I have spent much of my adult life flinching with pain as I tried to pull out the threads that bound the shadows of my past to me. ↗

— Lorna Luft

#adult life #bound #flinching #i #i tried