If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.
Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.
In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those who decide to die?
I’ve always had a philosophy that position doesn’t define power. Impact defines power. What impact are you making on people? What impact are you making on business?
Accept responsibility for your life. Know that it is you who will get you where you want to go, no one else.
O philosophy, life’s guide! O searcher-out of virtue and expeller of vices! What could we and every age of men have been without thee? Thou hast produced cities; thou hast called men scattered about into the social enjoyment of life.
Was it not worth the loss of a little immortality to have that strange mix of innocence and strength close to him?
Healing is a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.
He had a look of composed dissatisfaction, as if he understood life thoroughly.
An untied shoelace can be dangerous,’ he said.’I could have tripped.’She stared at him. A moment dragged by.’I’m joking,’ he said at last.She relaxed. ‘Really?”Absolutely. I would never have tripped. I’m far too graceful.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going.
The landscape is best described as ‘pedestrian hostile.’ It’s pointless to try to take a walk, so I generally just stay in the room and think about shooting myself in the head.
He hadn’t woken a day since my death when the day wasn’t something to get through. But the truth was, the memorial service day was not the worst kind. At least it was honest. At least it was a day shaped around what they were so preoccupied by: my absence. Today he would not have to pretend he was getting back to normal—whatever normal was.
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
I swear, my dear. Sometimes our conversations remind me of a broken sword.She raised an eyebrow.Sharp as hell, Lightsong said, but lacking a point.
If one does die taking these drugs, the death is likely to be very peaceful. Morphia is, after all, the goddess of dreams.
For all the compasses in the world, there’s only one direction, and time is its only measure.
We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.
Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four people is suffering from a mental illness. Look at your 3 best friends. If they’re ok, then it’s you.
Every passing hour brings the Solar System forty three thousand miles closer to Globular Cluster M13 in Hercules — and still there are some misfits who insist that there is no such thing as progress.
Death, especially violent death, will turn the meanest bastard in the world into a nice guy. Why is that?
If an apology is followed by an excuse or a reason, it means they are going to commit same mistake again they just apologized for.
I am talking to you, but the moment I am talking to you, the universe is being created and destroyed.
Proverbs may not improperly be called the philosophy of the common people.
Sie litten alle unter der Angst, keine Zeit für alles zu haben, und wussten nicht, dass Zeit haben nichts anderes heißt, als keine Zeit für alles zu haben.
Knowledge can be acquired by a suitable and complete study, no matter what the starting point is. Only one must know how to ‘learn.’ What is nearest to us is man; and you are the nearest of all men to yourself. Begin with the study of yourself; remember the saying ‘Know thyself.
You always really have to remain consistent in your beliefs and philosophy.
Never shy away from telling those you love how you feel about them.You will never know if you will have another chance…
I’d give in to the grief but make sure I wasn’t loud enough to draw attention from those who think words will make me feel better.
No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.
They died together; they’ll always be remembered together. It’s decided, once and for all. He was hers.
We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.
Man is literally split in two: he has an awareness of his own splendid uniqueness in that he sticks out of nature with a towering majesty, and yet he goes back into the ground a few feet in order blindly and dumbly to rot and disappear forever.
Killers aren’t always assassins. Sometimes, they don’t even have blood on their hands.
You may be proud, wise, and fine, but death will wipe you off the face of the earth as though you were no more than mice burrowing under the floor, and your posterity, your history, your immortal geniuses will burn or freeze together with the earthly globe
Procrasdemon has the power to actually make you waste your entire life doing purposeless things, and the worst part is that you won’t even be aware of this.
The greatest killer and healer at the same time, is time.
No! no! My engagement is with no bride–the worms! the worms expect me! I am a dead man–I have been slain by robbers–my body lies at Wurtzburg–at midnight I am to be buried–the grave is waiting for me–I must keep my appointment!
Do you know how many 12:13s I’ve watched pass without you? Tonight it’ll be the seven hundred and twentieth, I said, the words burning my throat. The last thing in the world I want is to say something that makes that number infinite, but I also can’t let you erase our history. I don’t want to remember the bad parts, but I refuse to forget the good.
Real life is only ever just real life. Messy. What it means depends on how you look at it. The only thing you’ve got to do is find a way to live there.
Oricum – era de preferat iadul cu o femeie deşteaptă decât paradisul cu una proastă.
You may not believe in life, but I don’t believe in death. … The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity–it’s envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.
Death is a scandal. The machine is functioning, we are all hostages
Because God is never cruel, there is a reason for all things. We must know the pain of loss; because if we never knew it, we would have no compassion for others, and we would become monsters of self-regard, creatures of unalloyed self-interest. The terrible pain of loss teaches humility to our prideful kind, has the power to soften uncaring hearts, to make a better person of a good one.
If you want something you’ve never had
You must be willing to do something you’ve never done.
She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.
When God knows you’re ready for the responsibility of commitment, He’ll reveal the right person under the right circumstances.
The only thing standing between you and your dreams is … reluctance.
People talk too much. Humans aren’t descended from monkeys. They come from parrots.
They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, heaven or hell is born.
I think those who think they can understand God, are the real sinners, not against God, but against themselves, they are prideful, ignorant and delusional if they think they can understand the entity or whatever it is, that is playing the piano of space and time.
December is… by Stewart StaffordDecember is all that we give,And whatever we receive,It is those who surround us,And those who have taken leave.December is celebrating light,Where only darkness dwells,It is the ripping of wrapping paper,And tempting culinary smells.December is letting go,Of all the past year’s fails,And starting anew in January,As time again chases its tail.© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.