Each of us inhabits
a world fully known
only to ourselves.
I find I am always faintly suspicious of happy people.
We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it’s like chasing clouds.
I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
Please know there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self-conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because; I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings, but it will always heal, even if you don’t want it to; it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It is up to you to find them.
The world is a
dangerous place to live;
not because of the people
who are evil,
but because of the people
who don’t do anything
I brandished my parasol at him like a rapier. ‘You, sir, are an abominable scalawag of a man, and I’ll be damned if I let you threaten me.’
Maybe the modern version of introspection is the sum total of all those highly individualized choices that we make about the material content of our lives.
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.
Speak properly, and in as few words as you can, but always plainly; for the end of speech is not ostentation, but to be understood.
“The end of democracy and the defeat of the American Revolution will occur when government falls into the hands of lending institutions and moneyed incorporations.”
Most people think happiness is about gaining something, but it’s not. It’s all about getting rid of the darkness you accumulate.