“Either way, what has happened, has happened, what will be, will be. I just don't know how it will end, or whether i will survive the journey.”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“Try anything like that again and that cute arse of yours will be the same colour your face is right now.”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“There, you are officially mine for the next forty-eight hours.”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“Please. Alex, i'm begging you...forty-eight hours? Tell me you'll stay.”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“Not on your life, sweetheart, you're mine forbthe weekend. You just said so yourself. Don't worry, i will send through a message in your behalf.”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“Ah, there's the feisty Alex i know. There's the spark i've been hoping for....”
― Indigo Bloome, quote from Destined to Play
“Art is the conscious making of numinous phenomena. Many objects are just objects - inert, merely utilitarian. Many events are inconsequential, too banal to add anything to our experience of life. This is unfortunate, as one cannot grow except by having one’s spirit greatly stirred; and the spirit cannot be greatly stirred by spiritless things. Much of our very life is dead. For primitive man, this was not so. He made his own possessions, and shaped and decorated them with the aim of making them not merely useful, but powerful. He tried to infuse his weapons with the nature of the tiger, his cooking pots with the life of growing things; and he succeeded. Appearance, material, history, context, rarity - perhaps rarity most of all - combine to create, magically, the quality of soul. But we modern demiurges are prolific copyists; we give few things souls of their own. Locomotives, with their close resemblance to beasts, may be the great exception; but in nearly all else with which today’s poor humans are filling the world, I see a quelling of the numinous, an ashening of the fire of life. We are making an inert world; we are building a cemetery. And on the tombs, to remind us of life, we lay wreaths of poetry and bouquets of painting. You expressed this very condition, when you said that art beautifies life. No longer integral, the numinous has become optional, a luxury - one of which you, my dear friend, are fond, however unconsciously. You adorn yourself with the same instincts as the primitive who puts a frightening mask of clay and feathers on his head, and you comport yourself in an uncommonly calculated way - as do I. We thus make numinous phenomena of ourselves. No mean trick - to make oneself a rarity, in this overpopulated age.”
― K.J. Bishop, quote from The Etched City
“Why do you even want to be here with me? You can barely stand to look at me for the most part, let alone be around me. I'm doing you a favor here, Nathan. I'm freeing you of me."
"Wait...Stay."
"No."
"I'm not asking."
"I thought we were done."
"We'll never be done.”
― Samantha Towle, quote from First Bitten
“Stress level: extreme. It's like she was a jar with the lid screwed on too tight, and inside the jar were pickles, angry pickles, and they were fermenting, and about to explode.”
― Fiona Wood, quote from Six Impossible Things
“However,
when given the chance, many people choose cocaine over love. I wouldn’t say that’s a
bad choice. The endorphins released during infatuation are similar to heroin. OxyContin,
“the cuddling hormone,” most often found in new mothers and newlyweds, is like ecstasy;
every touch tingles. I think I read that somewhere. Love exists in powder. Love exists in
pills. We are all addicts.”
― Pete Wentz, quote from Gray
“We should run too great a risk of losing everything by our vain imaginations if God were to give us, at once, all the perfection we desired. The inordinate love of our own excellence would carry us to as high a flight as Lucifer, but only like him, to fall into the abyss of pride. God, who knows our weakness in this respect, allows us to grovel like worms in the mud of our imperfections, until He finds us capable of being raised without feeling any foolish self-satisfaction, or any contempt of others.”
― quote from Abandonment to Divine Providence: The Classic Text with a Spiritual Commentary
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