#truths

Once you want something, everything changes. ↗

— Ally Condie

#change

We are suffocated by writers who want to enlighten us with their truths. For me, the theatre is beautiful because it is a secret, and secrets seduce us, we all want to share secrets. ↗

— Howard Barker

#because #enlighten #me #secret #secrets

If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage." As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work-worn, hunger-worn young fingers, and touched his lips. "Are you dying for him?" she whispered. "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes." "Oh, you will let me hold your brave hand, stranger?" "Hush! Yes, my poor sister; to the last. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#lovers-sadness #truths #courage

Truth cannot be defined or tested by agreement with 'the world'; for not only do truths differ for different worlds but the nature of agreement between a world apart from it is notoriously nebulous. ↗

— Nelson Goodman

#apart #between #cannot #defined #differ

He's a gypsy killer. He has a special gypsy killing knife. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#breaking-up #breakups #broken-heart #broken-hearted #broken-hearted-quotes

If you go to war with your mind, you will always be at war. ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#acceptance-of-others #awakening #enlightenment #freedom #life-s-truths

Once you gave a thing a name, you gave it life. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#life

I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. It's a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred. ↗

— Yann Martel

#life

Evolution seems to close the heart to some of the plainest spiritual truths while it opens the mind to the wildest guesses advanced in the name of science. ↗

— William Jennings Bryan

#close #evolution #guesses #heart #mind

Well, I’ve had my fun; I’ve had it, he thought, looking up at the swinging baskets of pale geraniums. And it was smashed to atoms—his fun, for it was half made up, as he knew very well; invented, this escapade with the girl; made up, as one makes up the better part of life, he thought—making onself up; making her up; creating an exquisite amusement, and something more. But odd it was, and quite true; all this one could never share—it smashed to atoms. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#imagination #invention #life #truths #imagination