I’ve always believed in God.
I also think that’s the sort of thing that either comes as part of the equipment,
the capacity to believe,
or at some point in your life,
when you’re in a position where you actually need help from a power greater than yourself,
you simply make an agreement.
— Stephen King
I would say it was too late, but time has stopped meaning what it used to. I don’t mind anymore. I see how things work now, from this side. I was born and I died. I will come back. Somewhere, you see, in the river of time, I am already alive.
— Akwaeke Emezi
- Being Blind Would Not Matter As Long As I Could Give ‘My Eyeballs To YouAll eyeballs dipped in the vinegar of the bourgeoisie will become pickled eyeballs. Tonight I embrace my homeland. Being blind would not matter as long as I could give my eyeballs to you. — Nirwan Dewato from poem The Way to the Museum
- Be BadBe bad, but at least don’t be a liar, a deceiver. — Leo Tolstoy If you reveal your secrets to the wind, You should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees. — Kahlil Gibran Some people care too much. I think it’s called love. — A. A. Milne The root of suffering… Read more: Be Bad
- Who Knows The Grieving As I Walk?Who knows I’m grieving as I walk? Who has the list of gravity’s costs? Nobody but the man I’ve lost. — Allison Joseph from poem Incognito Grief: A Blues
- In The End Only Three Things MatterIn the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. — the Buddha
- Yes, The World Is SickYes, the world is sick, and yes it can be cruel, but it would be a whole lot sicker and a whole lot crueler if it were not for painters and filmmakers and songwriters – the beauty-makers – wading through the blood and muck of things. — Nick Cave