“That's sad. How plastic and artificial life has become. It gets harder and harder to find something...real." Nin interlocked his fingers, and stretched out his arms. "Real love, real friends, real body parts...” LifeRealBodyArmsReflectionHarderFingersArtificialPlasticReal LoveReal FriendsReflectingSomething RealArtificial Life Book:The Other Side of Life (Book #1, Cyberpunk Elven Trilogy) Source: The Other Side of Life (Book #1, Cyberpunk Elven Trilogy)
“What misery to live in this world! We are like men whose enemies are at the door, who must not lay aside their arms, even while sleeping or eating, and are always in dread lest the foe should enter the fortress by some breach in the walls. O my Lord and my all! How canst thou wish us to prize such a wretched existence?” MenWorldLifeShouldWishSleepExistenceLordEnemyDoorsThis WorldWallArmsEatingLaysMiseryPrizeDreadFoeWretchedBreachFortresses Book:The Interior Castle, or the Mansions Source: The Interior Castle, or the Mansions
“A life is a moment in season. A life is one snowfall. A life is one autumn day. A life is the delicate, rapid edge of a closing door's shadow. A life is a brief movement of arms and of legs.” LifeMomentsLife IsDoorsMovementArmsShadowSeasonsEdgesLegsAutumnDelicateRapidsClosingAutumn DaysSnowfallClosing Doors Author:Alan Lightman