There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it.
It has been my experience that maximizing income is a helluva lot less important than maximizing passion and fulfillment in your both professionally and personally.
Ultimately what I like about reading together is that we all make it happen together. Of course even amid shared experience weâ€™re still aloneâ€¦ each reading of each book is unique. But what a comfort it is to share readings and experiences. How lucky we are when we get to be alone together.
I think people who are religious are more likely to want one around, but it's a very secular position.
To be fair to Monica," I said, "what you did to her wasn't very nice either." "What'd I do to her?" he asked, defensive. "You know, going blind and everything." "But that's not my fault," Isaac said. "I'm not saying it was your fault. I'm saying it wasn't nice.
When you leave a place, it's best to leave.
I didn't want to see them lower him into the ground in the spot he'd picked out with his dad, and I didn't want to see his parents sink to their knees in the dew-wet grass and moan in pain....
You and me will read a book and find three interesting things that we remember. But Colin finds everything intriguing. He reads a book about presidents and he remembers more of it because everything he reads clicks in his head as fugging interesting.
People want to feel good about the person they vote for. Candidates use values to evoke a positive impression.
In our hyper-secular world, worship is still inevitable. But it is vital to remember that our gods don't choose us, we choose them.
Everybody was so kind. Strong, too. In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life.â€ â€œQuick, give me a throw pillow and some thread because that needs to be an Encouragement,
I wish I knew how to quit you, Tumblr.
And then I screwed up and the Colonel screwed up and Takumi screwed up and she slipped through our fingers.
Nerdfighter pwns woot. Everyone knows that.
She said, "It's not life or death, the labyrinth." "Um, okay. So what is it?" "Suffering," she said. "Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?... Nothing
It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed and turned away, placing the side of his head against the window.
As far as all of our identities are dependent on how other people imagine us we are all making ourselves and each other up all the time
I think maybe the reason I have spent most of my life being afraid is that I have been trying to prepare myself to train my body for real fear when it comes. But I am not prepared.
Read a lot. Read broadly... Tell stories to your friends, and pay attention to when they get bored... Write a lot.
"And how are you feeling?" asked Patrick."Oh, I'm grand." Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. "I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend."
I hated hurting him. Most of the time, I could forget about it, but the inexorable truth is this: They might be glad to have me around, but I was the alpha and the omega of my parents' suffering.
And he was feeling not-unique in the very best possible way.
I shaved this morning for precisely that reason. I was like, 'Well, you never know when someone is going to clamp down on your calf and try to suck out the snake poison.
Breaking down that wall is the kind of story that might have a happy middle - oh, look, we broke down this wall, I'm going to look at you like a girl and you're going to look at me like a boy, and we're going to play a fun game called Can I Put My Hand There What About There What About There.
Have you really read all those books in your room?â€ Alaska laughing- â€œOh God no. Iâ€™ve maybe read a third of â€˜em. But Iâ€™m going to read them all. I call it my Lifeâ€™s Library. Every summer since I was little, Iâ€™ve gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I
As a reader, I don't feel a story has an obligation to make me happy. I want stories to show me a bigger world than the one I know.
I do love you and what else matters but that
The job of reading is to use stories as a way into seeing other people as we see ourselves
But of course there is always a hamartia and yours is that oh, my God, even though you HAD FREAKING CANCER you give money to a company in exchange for the chance to acquire YET MORE CANCER.
Ultimately, it doesn't matter if the author intended a symbol to be there, because the job of reading is not to understand the authors intend. The job of reading is to see into other people as we see ourselves.