"Do not pursue what is illusory - property and position: all that is gained at the expense of your nerves decade after decade and can be confiscated in one fell night. Live with a steady superiority over life - don't be afraid of misfortune, and do not yearn after happiness; it is after all, all the same: the bitter doesn't last forever, and the sweet never fills the cup to overflowing."

-- Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

#Inspirational Quotes #Sweet Quotes #Night Quotes

“Nothing has existence unless you, I, or some living creature perceives it, and how it is perceived further influences that reality. Even time itself is not exempted from biocentrism.”

Source : "Robert Lanza doesn't seem to be kidding" by Adam Rogers, www.wired.com. March 8, 2007.
“We have hearts within, Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts.”
“Class, race, sexuality, gender and all other categories by which we categorize and dismiss each other need to be excavated from the inside.”

Source : Dorothy Allison (2013). “Skin: Talking about Sex, Class, and Literature”, p.25, Open Road Media
“On the justice of the cause of Prince Edouard, adding insurances of greatest sincerity to help it and support it and give him on all occasions of the marks of the same feelings as I have for the King his father.”
“I think that indigenous women's wisdom is crucial. So much of the care of the Earth has come from the mothers. I think it's imperative we turn to their wisdom in how to take care of the planet.”
“She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead.”
“But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so fierce is the world's ridicule we cannot speak or show our tenderness; for us, death is stronger than life, it pulls like a wind through the dark, all our cries burlesqued in joyless laughter; and with the garbage of loneliness stuffed down us until our guts burst bleeding green, we go screaming round the world, dying in our rented rooms, nightmare hotels, eternal homes of the transient heart.”
“This avidity alone, of acquiring goods and possessions for ourselves and our nearest friends, is insatiable, perpetual, universal, and directly destructive of society.”

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