The bulletproof vest–‘bullet resistant,’ technically–is made of two double panels of a synthetic material called Kevlar, inside a cloth carrier that holds it around your torso like a lead X-ray smock. One cop wrote phrases from the Bible on his, ‘Yea, though I walk in the valley of the Shadow of Death…’ Other cops wrote their blood type.
Maybe some things aren’t meant to be known. maybe there just meant to be accepted.
Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.
Here’s the thing with me and the religious thing. This is the flat-out truth: I find the religiosity and philosophy in the music. I don’t find it anywhere else.
Time doesn’t heal all wounds. We both know that’s bullshit; it comes from people who have nothing comforting or original to say.
Shouldn’t we be speaking of something more important than life and death?
Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?
I love you, he said, his voice catching. When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.
It’s now very common to hear people say, ‘I’m rather offended by that.’ As if that gives them certain rights. It’s actually nothing more… than a whine. ‘I find that offensive.’ It has no meaning; it has no purpose; it has no reason to be respected as a phrase. ‘I am offended by that.’ Well, so fucking what.[I saw hate in a graveyard — Stephen Fry, The Guardian, 5 June 2005]
You people chase time, you waste time, you borrow time and you lose time. You say time flies, time heals and time will tell. You are in time, you are on time, you have all the time in the world and then you’re out of time, but you never really understand what time is. You are blinded by the moment in which you live, but you fail to realize that each passing moment contains both its future and its past.
One always has a better book in one’s mind than one can manage to get onto paper.
True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute.
The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower—suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.
Was the man a ghost, a figment of my imagination, or something else? I didn’t know, but it was a memory I’d carry with me my entire life, and eventually, I figured out that the man I saw on top of Scafell Pike that day was….
You felt that your life would always be this way. Not as one day going by, and then another, but life as an ever-expanding single day. And yet, time did go by.
It’s such a stupid question, in my opinion. I mean, how do you know what you’re going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don’t. I think I am, but how do I know? I swear it’s a stupid question.
Karl Marx: Religion is the opiate of the masses.Carrie Fisher: I did masses of opiates religiously.
How could the death of someone you had never met affect you so?
It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.
There once was a girl who found herself dead.She peered over the ledge of heavenand saw that back on earthher sister missed her too much,was way too sad,so she crossed some pathsthat would not have crossed,took some moments in her handshook them upand spilled them like diceover the living world.It worked.The boy with the guitar collidedwith her sister.There you go, Len, she whispered. The rest is up to you.
Demons, chaos, dragons – all of them are different incarnations and representations of our idea of death in ‘Dark Souls.’
We’re in the Maker’s keeping. Even if we die trying, death is just another way out. But you? You’ll just turn to dust.
Our philosophy is to attract top talent and incentivise them to succeed. We have some of the top talent in the entire industry.
Time is our most precious resource; when we simplify, we gain more time for the things that truly nourish our soul.
I would rather live than die. I would rather die than survive as a monster.
I needed a concept of God that worked for me, and I wound up giving my life to Jesus Christ. I thought I was always going to have to wear skirts over my knees, not be able to listen to music, and have no personality. Fortunately, it’s so completely opposite.
When a crime is committed, only the victim and the victim’s close circle experience the event as pain, terror, death. To people hearing or reading about it, crime is a metaphor, a symbol of the ancient battles fought every day: evil versus good, chaos versus order.
Grief is a flow of memories, changing forms along the way, from tears to tales of the past we once had, with those we love to the deep.
It’s a kind of philosophy of my own life, to create the energy enough to keep on going.
Well I’d certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.
Why are you crying? This isn’t the end. Death isn’t goodbye forever.
His breath hitched, and he regarded me hungrily. “You’re playing with fire, you know that?”
“That’s weird, considering you’re an ice prin—” I didn’t get any further, as Ash leaned in and kissed me.
I wish it need not have happened in my time, said Frodo. So do I, said Gandalf, and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
The selfish man suffers more from his selfishness than he from whom that selfishness withholds some important benefit.
I desire to live in peace and to continue the life I have begun under the motto ‘to live well you must live unseen
…and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other’s sight, as I may say, even for a moment…
When your children are teenagers, it’s important to have a dog so that someone in the house is happy to see you.
There’s difference between being dead and dying. We’re all dying. Some of us die for ninety years, and some of us die for nineteen. But each morning everyone on this planet wakes up one day closer to their death. Everyone. So living and dying are actually different words for the same thing, if you think about it.
That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
This calls for a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence.
The most common sort of lie is that by which a man deceives himself: the deception of others is a relatively rare offense.
To say ‘I love you’ one must first know how to say the ‘I.’ The meaning of the ‘I’ is an independent, self-sufficient entity that does not exist for the sake of any other person. A person who exists only for the sake of his loved one is not an independent entity, but a spiritual parasite. The love of a parasite is worth nothing.
Time. There is much time left and lots of life seasons. There is much to see, to do, and to be.
Inna Whorl Turn Ring A Portal Rifts A Vortex, The Key To The Past Maps The Future
Once your soul is awakened, you never return to the sleepwalking state of mind. Some people become complacent in life. They are just going through the motions and not aware of truth. Seek the knowledge, wisdom, and the understandings that vivify your existence.
He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, “I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid.”
I will not be afraid.
A line in the burning brightness.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius . . .
And I will not be afraid.
I’m not afraid of being dead. I’m just afraid of what you might have to go through to get there.
No human should mislead another by promising them something they know to be untrue.
Evolution is a bankrupt speculative philosophy, not a scientific fact.
It seems like every time you come up something happens to bring you back down.
Embryos think with each stage of their development that they have now reached the only condition that really suits them. This, they say, must certainly be their last, inasmuch as its close will be so great a shock that nothing can survive it. Every change is a shock; every shock is a pro tanto death. What we call death is only a shock great enough to destroy our power to recognize a past and a present as resembling one another.
Anyone in this world can have the power of life and death over someone else. It’s horrible, but true. All you need to do is take it. And once you have — there is no going back. (The Killer’s Cousin)
Does it hurt? The childish question had escaped Harry’s lips before he could stop it. Dying? Not at all, said Sirius. Quicker and easier than falling asleep.
There is no future without a past, because what is to be cannot be imagined except as a form of repetition.