Images have enormous power, and images freed from deep within ourselves can change us profoundly.
Alice McCallTags: power thought health self-help healing deep images
Everything that is,casts a shadow
Neil GaimanIt is better to die, than dive heart-first, into a pool of love, only knee-high deep.
Anthony LiccioneTags: love heart die deep pool
It was like trying to think about what he’d be thinking if he never existed. He wouldn’t be thinking about what he was thinking. He just wouldn’t exist. It wouldn’t hurt.
Nicole GrotepasTags: thought-provoking deep
If you have to use the words, “deep down” all that means is you're fooling yourself. You're seeing what you want to see and not what's really there.
Nyrae DawnTags: words deep fooling-yourself
They call it the drowning instinct. It's when drowning doesn't look like drowning.
Ilsa J. BickThe world has a lot to offer. There’s a lot to explore. I like to take advantage of that.
Chloe NeillTags: deep drink chloe jonah neill
PAPER TOWERS
The library was on the second floor of the House, not far from my room. It had two floors—the first held the majority of the books and a balcony wrapped in a wrought-iron railing held another set. It was a cavalcade of tomes, all in immaculate rows, and with study carrels and tables thrown in for good measure. It was my home away from home(away from home.
I walked inside and paused for a moment to breathe in the scent of paper and dust—the perfumes of knowledge. The library was empty of patrons as far as I could tell, but I could hear the rhythmic squeal of a library cart somewhere in the rows. I followed them down until I found the dark-haired vampire shelving books with mechanical precision. I knew him only as “the librarian.” He was a fount of information, and he had a penchant for leaving books outside my door.
Tags: library deep drink chloe merit neill
For every question, there is a book.
Robert GoolrickTags: questions book deep a-reliable-wife
Isn’t it amazing, amazing, amazing that something so specific can be so resonant? These are the filaments, filaments, filaments from that Walt Whitman poem. It makes me think that the thoughts that I have in my head that make me feel the most lonely because I don’t think anyone else thinks them, are also the thoughts that have the most potential that make me feel connected. I just have to get them out some how gossamer thread.
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