#viva

In the morning she found pieces of a bird chopped and scattered by the fan blood sprayed onto the mosquito net, its body leaving paths on the walls like red snails that drifted down in lumps. She could imagine the feathers while she had slept falling around her like slow rain. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#stylised-violence #survival #imagination

Mind led body to the edge of the precipice. They stared in desire at the naked abyss. If you love me, said mind, take that step into silence. If you love me, said body, turn and exist. ↗

— Anne Stevenson

#poetry #suicide #survival #love

Show me a man who has no interest in his own good, and I'll show you a man who is not in touch with his own humanity." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#r-alan-woods #self-interest #survival-instinct #r-alan-woods

Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#new-york-city #survival #twilight #new-york-city

We’ll never survive!” “Nonsense. You’re only saying that because no one ever has. ↗

— William Goldman

#humor #optimism #survival #humor

Fear is a part of life. It's a warning mechanism. That's all. It tells you when there's danger around. Its job is to help you survive. Not cripple you into being unable to do it. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #survival #life

Here is the vicious circle: if you feel separate from your organic life, you feel driven to survive; survival -going on living- thus becomes a duty and also a drag because you are not fully with it; because it does not quite come up to expectations, you continue to hope that it will, to crave for more time, to feel driven all the more to go on. ↗

— Alan Wilson Watts

#life #play #survival #life

Never tell anyone to be careful, never ask what that noise was, and for the love of God, never, ever say that you'll be right back." —Evelyn Baker ↗

— Seanan McGuire

#humor #humor

Commanders and historians are the people who discuss wars; I was in the infantry, and most of the time I did not know where I was or what I was doing except that I was obeying orders and trying not to be killed in any of the variety of horrible ways open to me. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#fifth-business #historians #infantry #orders #survival

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don't. ↗

— Stephen King

#survival #change