God we must look so lame, but it doesn't much matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.
John GreenYou're still alive. And that means you'll love and be loved...and in the end, nothing else really matters.
Nicholas SparksIf a book is not alive in the writer's mind, it is as dead as year-old horse-shit
Stephen KingStichwörter: book stephen-king writer alive inspire
When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.
Margery Williams BiancoStichwörter: love reality childhood child meaning true real alive being
I am here. I am in the present tense. I'm not always here, and sometimes here is a very difficult place. Sometimes it is a labyrinth, or a Minotaur, or a rope I can neither let go of nor follow. It's hard to find the right words, but I guess I would say that it's something like feeling the floor. And that it is my privilege to feel it.
Meg HowreyStichwörter: acceptance self-acceptance gratitude alive
Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead.
Suzanne CollinsStichwörter: dead depression alive
How alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.
Dejan StojanovicStichwörter: wisdom poetry philosophy literature thought poets invisible quotes alive sight poetry-quotes literature-quotes eyesight dejan-stojanovic the-sun-watches-the-sun
Neither alive nor dead;
No one lets up,
No one wins.
Stichwörter: wisdom poetry literature winning dead quotes thoughts letting-go alive win poetry-quotes quotes-to-live-by literature-quotes dejan-stojanovic circling neither
And the fact was that he remembered once thinking that he was fine with dying anywhere at any time… but now, gazing at each corpse in turn, he thought with all his heart, I’m glad I didn’t die there. I have to go home. I’ve still got things to do.
Yukako KabeiStichwörter: living alive harvey
Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings...but there’s something dead about it, something deserted.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: love solitude sex fantasy dead body desire need arms lack alive
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