billellsworth:

“If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next — if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions — you’d be doomed. You’d be as ruined as God. You’d be a stone. You’d never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You’d never love anyone, ever again. You’d never dare to.”

— Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin (via violentwavesofemotion)

But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

Anne Carson, Introduction to Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via ancient-serpent)