“I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.”

It is the way of weakened minds to see everything through a black cloud. The soul forms its own horizons; your soul is darkened, and consequently the sky of the future appears stormy and unpromising.

If you wish to discover the guilty person, first find out to whom the crime might be useful.

It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.

For all evils there are two remedies – time and silence.

Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.

Edmond Dantes: I don’t believe in God. Abbe Faria: That doesn’t matter, He believes in you.

Every individual, from the highest to the lowest degree, has his place in the ladder of social life, and around him swirls a little world of interests, composed of stormy passions and conflicting atoms.

I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.

Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.

God orders a man to do all he can to save his life.

I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest.

The custom and fashion of today will be the awkwardness and outrage of tomorrow – so arbitrary are these transient laws.

If it is ones lot to be cast among fools, one must learn foolishness.

To save a man and thereby to spare a father’s agony and a mother’s feelings is not to do a noble deed, it is but an act of humanity.

The merit of all things lies in their difficulty.

All for one, one for all, that is our device.

Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don’t surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.

You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.

I held the snake at VMA’s one time and decided to go ahead 20 years later and become the motherfucking snake myself.

Holding you feels like seeing the stars for the first time. – Completeness

The way he holds the night sky in his eyes is the reason* why I love stars so much. -Astrophile in Love.

To be held safe in our vulnerabilities -isn’t that what we should call love?

Living in a constant paradox, begging to be held and released by gravity, to be grounded and free. But my feet pressed against the earth yearn for the clouds above my fingertips adrift whispering I don’t want to be at the mercy of gravity.

I just want to be held is that too much to ask?