If you treat every situation as a life and death matter, you’ll die a lot of times.
You got to insist on your success, resist every obstacle and persist in times of difficulty and you will get there.
There is uncertainty in hope, but even with its tenuous nature, it summons our strength and pulls us through fear and grief— and even death.
I find myself thinking about my ongoing existence as a human being and the path that lies ahead of me. Though of course these thoughts lead to but one place – death.
I think that consciousness has always been the most important topic in the philosophy of mind, and one of the most important topics in cognitive science as a whole, but it had been surprisingly neglected in recent years.
I have always looked upon alchemy in natural philosophy to be like enthusiasm in divinity, and to have troubled the world much to the same purpose.
I ended up sitting right next to Sexy Patty. The placement wasn’t on purpose. (I needed the hands of God, not a girlfriend.) Since I was dealing with my own issues, I failed to notice that she was clenching a napkin and sweating profusely from head to toe. Nonetheless, she looked hotter than a fever.
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.
And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating.
The reason people do not want to see or address problems is because it often takes time and effort to fix them and most of us are lazy.
Somehow everything always came down to time, she realized with perfect lucidity. There was either too much or too little. It either passed too quickly or too slowly. It didn’t belong to anyone—it was simply a gift, bestowed by God, and yet eternally taken for granted. She closed her eyes for a moment, wishing Time could be tamed—reigned in—and tethered, synchronized with human needs and wants. But that wasn’t the case, was it?
When you tire of living, change itself seems evil, does it not? for then any change at all disturbs the deathlike peace of the life-weary.
I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I realize the inconvenient, inappropriate truth: ‘I love this man… and it has swallowed me.
I almost always start with setting! I have to know the world before I know how to populate it. I have a tendency to play with doors – between life and death, human and monster, mundane and magic – and with ‘ADSOM,’ I knew I wanted to play with the physical doors between worlds.
Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy to a friend.
My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.~ Falsely yours
Being alone can be good. It’s easy to find peace alone. But sometimes, being alone is a king of death.
The thing about dead people… The thing is you sound like a bastard if you don’t romanticize them, but the truth is… complicated, I guess.
I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
Time is like a barber, it shears you first and then shows you your own face in the mirror. (Marrying Nusrat)
The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.
Failures plagued me. Things I had omitted or ignored, neglected. What I should have given and hadn’t. I felt the biting pang of every unfulfillment.
If the concept of God has any validity or any use, it can only be to make us larger, freer, and more loving. If God cannot do this, then it is time we got rid of Him.
One forgets the dead quite quickly; one doesn’t wonder about the dead-what is he doing now, who is he with?
The poorest person is not the one who doesn’t have money but the one who doesn’t have time for loved ones.
Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
I must reluctantly observe that two causes, the abbreviation of time, and the failure of hope, will always tinge with a browner shade the evening of life.
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
Love conquers all difficulties, surmounts all obstacles, and effects what to any other power would be impossible.
I sheathed my blade and glared at him. And here I almost thought you weren’t a complete bastard. Well, that’s your mistake, not mine.
But often life asks much of you, and you either honor life by answering with all your heart, or you cower your way into your grave.
We’re organisms; we’re conceived, we’re born, we live, we die, and we decay. But as we decay we feed the world of the living: plants and bugs and bacteria.
We do not play on Graves—Because there isn’t Room—Besides—it isn’t even—it slantsAnd People come—And put a Flower on it—And hang their faces so—We’re fearing that their Hearts will drop—And crush our pretty play—And so we move as farAs Enemies—away—Just looking round to see how farIt is—Occasionally—
She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it’s what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.
Time-washed – A HaikuFeelings ebb and flow,Sandy shore of fleeting time,Footprints of the heart.
Razo hopped back up and adopted a posture that said he was completely unruffled, never had been, and in fact was ready to do something manly like lift boulders or swallow live worms.
It was in the nature of those who had long dreamt of Pacific empire to stress the optimism with which George Berkeley opened his quatrain. Few pondered the line with which he closed it:Westward the course of empire takes its way;The first four acts already past.A fifth shall close the drama with the day:Time’s noblest offspring is its last.
And the thing about trying to cheat death is that, in the end, you still lose.
The myth that the founding of American Republic was based on the philosophy of John Locke could only have been maintained, because the history of Leibniz’s influence was suppressed.
Hey, said Shadow. Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are. The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.Say ‘Nevermore,’ said Shadow.Fuck you, said the raven.
The pursuit of perfection always implies a definite aristocracy, which is as much a goal of effort as a noble philosophy, an august civil polity or a great art.
Writing is the only profession where no one considers you ridiculous if you earn no money.
One great function of the arts is to keep ideals alive in a culture that does not yet realize them.
As we look back in time with our marvelous telescopes, we are not viewing our current reality, we are viewing what was. As we sit in our local gravity pit, we are swimming within what is, wondering as to what will be.
If you always put limit on everything you do, physical or anything else. It will spread into your work and into your life. There are no limits. There are only plateaus, and you must not stay there, you must go beyond them.
Let me tell you something about dying: it’s not as bad as they says.it’s the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.
She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward.
“Cather…”
Back up to his eyes.
“You know that I’m falling in love with you, right?
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.When other helpers fail and comforts flee,Help of the helpless, O abide with me.Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;Change and decay in all around I see;O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Nothing is necessitated whose opposite is possible.
Dream as if you will not face limitations along the way. Focus your time on those dreams every single day, and you will see them manifest one day.
You can hear it in the midst of the nightWhile your gaze roams the vast plains on the ceiling
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
Each and every head coach has their own ideas and philosophy. This club had a clear picture of what I would bring, and I was aware of what Norwich City means. I decided to sign here because I’m fully convinced this club is where I want to be.
No need to feel guilty if you can’t be a good man all the time. But anytime your heart is feeling so eager to do even a small good deed, then it might be a good chance for you…to be a better man.
A hundred years since it was planted – a span of time once too long to fathom, and now, too hard to measure. So far, she has counted time in seconds, and in seasons, in cold snaps and in thaws, in uprisings and in aftermaths. She has seen buildings fall and rise, cities burn and be remade, the past and present blurred together into a fluid, ephemeral thing.
What if the kid you bullied at school, grew up, and turned out to be the only surgeon who could save your life?
Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy.