Failosofar

2017-10-18 21:33:45 “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”

– Emily Brontà«, Wuthering Heights Open / Comment

2017-10-18 21:32:00 “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.”

– Eleanor Roosevelt, This is My Story Open / Comment

2017-10-15 15:18:12 The clock of life is wound but once. And no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live. Love. Toil with a will. Place no faith in tomorrow. For the clock may then be still.
- Failosofar Open / Comment

2017-10-01 10:19:33 In the end even the stars choose destruction over life.
- Failosofar Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:49:39 The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

- William Shakespeare Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:48:56 It’s a marvelous thing, the ocean. For some reason when two people sit together looking out at it, they stop caring whether they talk or stay silent. You never get tired of watching it. And no matter how rough the waves get, you’re never bothered by the noise the water makes by the commotion of the surface - it never seems too loud, or too wild.

Banana Yoshimoto, Goodbye Tsugumi Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:48:10 I wept because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet.

Ruta Sepetys, Salt to the Sea Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:47:37 For a few seconds they looked silently into each other’s eyes, and the distant and impossible suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable.

Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:45:31 “To define is to limit.”

- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Open / Comment

2017-09-26 17:45:10 Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge. It requires no accountability, no understanding. The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another’s world. It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding.

Plato, The Republic Open / Comment