A cash-bought merit badge ain't worth shit.
A cash-bought merit badge ain't worth shit.
Life's greatest comfort is being able to look over your shoulder and see people worse off, waiting in line behind you.
A child who is disillusioned abruptly, by his peers or siblings, being ridiculed for his faith and imagination, may choose never to believe in anything- tangible or intangible- again. To never trust or wonder.
Mylife might be little and boring, but at least it's mine - not some assembly-line, secondhand, hand-me-down life.
After a good-looking boy gives you rabies two, three times, you'll settle down and marry somebody less exciting for the rest of your life
No matter what happens, it's always now.
Also consider that someday, when you're dead and rotted, kids with their baby teeth will sit in their time-geography class and laugh about how stupid you were.
No shit, there's worse ways to be dead than dying.
Amber saw getting infected as the ultimate commitment. Like her and the guy would be doomed to be with each other. Looking back, she figured a brush with death would make her really enjoy her life. Like she would feel more alive.
Picture the moment when your mom and dad first saw you as something other than a pretty, tiny version of them. You as them, but improved. Better educated. Innocent. Then picture when you stopped being their dream.
At some point, Wax mentioned how appalling it seemed that those brilliant minds who could invent miracle medicines and nuclear fission and dazzling computer special effects, they had such a complete lack of imagination when it came to spending their money: granite countertops and luxury cars. Talking about that stuff, Wax driving, the madder he got, you could watch the speedo creep up past eighty, ninety, a hundred.
Some mythological fat asswipe drives our national economy.
By the time you read this, you'll be older than you remember.
Some people are just born human, the rest of us, we take a lifetime to get there.
Certi nascono umani. Altri ci mettono una vita a diventarlo.
The government says Rant's alive because they need a villain. The kids say he's alive because they need a hero.
Every high school has its Romeo and Juliet, one tragic couple. So does every generation.
To repeat, the way you get to the huge, impossible yes is, you start collecting a lot of easy, small yeses.
Folks build a reputation by attacking you while you're alive - or praising you after you ain't.
We all have this moment, when your folks first see you as someone not growing up to be them.
History is nothing except monsters or victims. Or witnesses.
We'll never be as young as we are tonight.
I came to Party Crashing because accidents happen. People you love will die. Nothing you treasure will last forever. And I need to accept and embrace that fact.
What if reality is nothing but some disease?
If you look at old pictures, Irene Casey is so pretty. Not just young, but pretty the way you look when your face goes smooth, the skin around your eyes and lips relaxed, the pretty you only look when you love the person taking the picture.
When you ate her tuna casserole, you didn't talk or flip through a National Geographic. Your eyes and ears stayed inside your mouth. Your whole world kept inside your mouth, feeling and careful for the little balled-up tinfoils Irene Casey would hide in the tuna parts. A side effect of eating slow was, you naturally, genuinely tasted, and the food tasted better. Could be other ladies were better cooks, but you'd never notice.
In a world where billions believe their deity conceived a mortal child with a virgin human, it's stunning how little imagination most people display.
You see, life only turns out good or bad for only a little bit. And then it turns out some other way.
It's a fun playtime. Please, don't kill it with big words.
Kids grow up connected to nothing these days, plugged in and living lives boosted to them from other people.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories