Desperate people date because of what they lack and are hoping to get from somebody else. Dependent (On Christ) people date because of what they have and want to give to someone else. Desperate people date out of emptiness. Dependent people date out of overflow.
— Miles Welch
Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf
My biggest fear in life is letting people down. In order to let one down it means that they once believed in me. And to lose that would be the biggest disappointment of them all.
No one is “happy” all the time or “sad” all the time, are they? I don’t know, they seem like transitory things, like the weather; they come and go; nothing is a permanent state. That’s part of the problem. I didn’t like the transitory nature of any of it. I didn’t like being young, and I didn’t like the fact that I would get older; I didn’t like the fact that I would gain weight, grow taller, grow out of my favorite shirt, have to get my hair cut, would need to shave one day, brush my teeth every day, graduate from one grade and move on to the next, leave home, go to college, get a job, retire, die. None of it interested me. I never got the point.
— Gregory Galloway, The 39 Deaths of Adam Strand
To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
— Bessie Stanley
