When the suicide arrived at the sky, the people there asked him: Why? He replied: Because no one admired me.
It’s true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence going unnoticed, or worse, being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don’t mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.
You forget some things, dont you?
Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.
Nearly all Americans felt they knew JFK intimately, his charm and wit regularly lighting up the television screen at home. This is why polls showed that millions of Americans took his assassination like a ‘death in the family.’
A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery
In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don’t try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.
To all that come to this happy place, welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relives fond memories of the past, and here youth may savor the challenge and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams, and the hard facts that have created America… with hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world.
I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.
…I realised it wasn’t possible to take back the whole seeing ghosts conversation. Turning back time wasn’t an option. Even Cher didn’t manage that in the end.
But at a certain point we turn round, almost instinctively,and see that a gate has been bolted behind us, barring our way back (…)Then we understand that time is passing and that one day or another the road must come to an end.
Remind thyself, in the darkest moments, that every failure is only a step toward success, every detection of what is false directs you toward what is true, every trial exhausts some tempting form of error, and every adversity will only hide, for a time, your path to peace and fulfillment.
You put me through hell. On purpose. Made me suffer. And there’s no end in sight. I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, ace, but this Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde shit ain’t cutting it with me.
Life doesn’t make any sense, and we all pretend it does. Comedy’s job is to point out that it doesn’t make sense, and that it doesn’t make much difference anyway.
If I knew I was going to die tomorrow,And Spring came the day after tomorrow,I would die peacefully, because it came the day after tomorrow.If that’s its time, when else should it come?I like it that everything is real and everything is right;And I like that it would be like this even if I didn’t like it.And so, if I die now, I die peacefullyBecause everything is real and everything is right.
I published only in academic journals in philosophy until I was in my 40s, but I had been writing fiction and poetry my whole adult life – without ever once trying to publish it, and rarely letting anyone read it.
When I die,’ I said to my friend, ‘I’m not going to be embalmed. I’m going to be dipped.’ Milk chocolate or bittersweet was the immediate concern.
Tragic deaths aren’t avoidable. That’s what Ezra said outside Sam’s wake, and even though–to use Foster’s phrasing–I didn’t know anything about anything, I felt in this moment that Ezra was wrong. What often makes something tragic is that it can be avoided.
I imagine that the intelligent people are the ones so intelligent that they don’t even need or want to look ‘intelligent’ anymore.
It’s probably a bad indicator of your lifestyle when you miss your ex-boyfriend because he’s absolutely lethal.
I could tell you of occasionally, every eon, meeting a person, with whom I might stay for a billion years. But what of it? After a billion years there is nothing left to say, and you wander apart, uncaring in the end.
Only one thing mattered: this was not a Horcrux. Dumbledore had weakened himself by drinking that horrible potion for nothing. Harry crumpled the parchment in his hand and his eyes burned with tears as behind him Fang began to howl.
My father wasn’t around when I was a kid, and I used to always say, ‘Why me? Why don’t I have a father? Why isn’t he around? Why did he leave my mother?’ But as I got older I looked deeper and thought, ‘I don’t know what my father was going through, but if he was around all the time, would I be who I am today?’
Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.
I developed a problem with authority. Any time that authority was what I interpreted as being unjust, I stood up to it, and that became my personality.
It’s okay to be a loser, it just depends on how good you are at being one.
Ever peaceful be you slumberThough your days were few in numberOn this earth-spite took its toll-Yet shall heaven have your soulWith pure love we did regard youFor your loved one did we guard youBut you came not to the groomOnly to a chill dark tomb
If I’m to die a mortal, why shouldn’t the same fate be given to all, no matter how long they’ve lived or how important they think they are? All things must eventually come to an end.
I don’t know what happened to me, he said, shaking his head. I honestly don’t. … You grew up, Alex.
Doing linear scans over an associative array is like trying to club someone to death with a loaded Uzi.
It didn’t make you noble to step away from something that wasn’t working, even if you thought you were the reason for the malfunction. Especially then. It just made you a quitter. Because if you were the problem, chances were you could also be the solution. The only way to find out was to take another shot.
We spend too much time keeping up with celebrities. They’re living their dreams, what about you? Are you where you want to be in life. Get off the couch, turn off the tv and start achieving your goals.
I am convinced that human life is filled with many pure, happy, serene examples of insincerity, truly splendid of their kind-of people deceiving one another without (strangely enough) any wounds being inflicted, of people who seem unaware even that they are deceiving one another.
If the sum of living be love’s fee,Tremble. You are my one eternity.
After us they’ll fly in hot air balloons, coat styles will change, perhaps they’ll discover a sixth sense and cultivate it, but life will remain the same, a hard life full of secrets, but happy. And a thousand years from now man will still be sighing, Oh! Life is so hard! and will still, like now, be afraid of death and not want to die.
Christmas 2022 was a time where air travelers should have bought the optional travel insurance!
Is it better to work out consciously and critically one’s own conception of the world and thus, in connection with the labours of one’s own brain, choose one’s sphere of activity, take an active part in the creation of the history of the world, be one’s own guide, refusing to accept passively and supinely from outside the moulding of one’ own personality?
I have six brothers, and in the past I’ve done quite a few girlie films, like ‘Wild Child’ and ‘Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging’ – so when they’ve been to those, they’ve been incredibly embarrassed. They won’t be embarrassed going to see ‘Black Death’ – I reckon they’re going to love it.
Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.
Time always seemed to be the issue for her. It moved too quickly to catch hold of and enjoy. It spurned her advances like an unrequited love.
I’ll follow you, even to death—but I won’t live with you any more.
Staring at a world too horrible to comprehend, believing — by dint of ignorance and innocence — that beneath this unbearable contract of guilt and blame there is always an older contract that may bind and release in a more salutary way.
…paradise is a world where everythingis a sanctuary & nothing is a gun…
Believing the lie that time will heal all wounds is just a nice way of saying that time deadens us.
When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn’t be filled?
Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.
Ik kwam er achter dat ik er mijn hele leven heus niet naar had verlang om te leven – als wat anderen doen tenminste leven genoemd kan worden – maar wel om mezelf te kunnen uitdrukken.
The person whom you really, really love may not be here anymore. And you might be feeling lonely, but, there are people in this world who really, really love you, so shouldn’t that equal it all out? So, please don’t ever think that you’re alone. I’ll be watching over you. I’ll always be watching over you. I promise to always watch over you. You’re not alone.
Open questions like love, life, death, struggle and sex are our experiences, our opinions are not answers but they still remain mysterious unanswered questions. Let it be Open.
Was there any meaning to life or to war, that two men should sit together and jump within seconds of each other and yet never meet on the ground below?