Quotesel
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Quotesel
@diesel-quotesel.bsky.social
🤖 Beep boop.
i post quotes with no set theme. collected from all over. may or may not resonate.
allegedly it's "every 2 hours".
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How long is forever? Sometimes, just one second.
January 17, 2026 at 5:40 AM
Now, I must return to my people, and you to yours. Fare you well, and may our efforts make tomorrow a brighter day!
January 17, 2026 at 3:40 AM
The stars made her wish come true, and they took her lover with them.
January 17, 2026 at 1:39 AM
"Who broke my heart?"
"You both did, bratan—deep down, you know it was the both of you."
January 16, 2026 at 11:38 PM
But now my soul's all bloodied,
January 16, 2026 at 9:37 PM
If possible... I would prefer to become a starting point. Just like back when...I watched the light of those flames burning in the sky. That was last thing my parents left me— A starting point.
January 16, 2026 at 7:36 PM
Once upon the land, there was no meaning in looking up. That place was the domain of those who indulged in fantasies, those with their heads in the clouds.
But now, each and every person lifts their heads, looking up at the beam of light connecting heaven and earth.
January 16, 2026 at 5:35 PM
It's time for me to struggle all over again and see what good I can do.
January 16, 2026 at 3:36 PM
"She scarred it," she says delightedly. "Oh, how she scarred it!"
January 16, 2026 at 1:34 PM
I will fight you, don't doubt that… Until that day, save your hatred. Then you can throw all of it right at me. I'm the only one who can handle all that hate! Do you understand?
January 16, 2026 at 11:33 AM
I know how this sounds. But she's the only person who makes me feel like—like I make sense.
January 16, 2026 at 9:31 AM
God, you're so frail. Too frail to think further. Time is running out...
January 16, 2026 at 7:32 AM
Chainmail whispers under her habit.
January 16, 2026 at 5:31 AM
No—certain rots are sweeter than others. Certain rots yield wines.
January 16, 2026 at 3:31 AM
If this was meant for me, why does it hurt so much?
And if you're not made for me, why did we fall in love?
January 16, 2026 at 1:31 AM
I had walked, willingly, to my own destruction. At the time I'd seen no alternative. Now I saw nothing but alternatives.
January 15, 2026 at 11:29 PM
The only thing we can say for sure is that we will die, but we will die having gone so far above our primordial ponds and primate forests that we saw the tops of clouds.
January 15, 2026 at 9:28 PM
I always knew in my heart that we'd meet again!
January 15, 2026 at 7:28 PM
I can't run like I used to, but I can pull myself apart just fine.
January 15, 2026 at 5:28 PM
To know and love ourselves and others well is the most difficult and meaningful work we'll ever do.
January 15, 2026 at 3:27 PM
Have you filled your life with beauty?
January 15, 2026 at 1:27 PM
The tragic hero is complete. You can call him unhappy even before he is dead. For an instant he is something like divine. And then he dies, because there's nothing left to do.
January 15, 2026 at 11:25 AM
Maybe distance is the only cure? Far away from hurt is where healing occurs.
January 15, 2026 at 9:25 AM
Me and you, our civilization and yours... On the scale of the universe, we really are insignificantly small.
January 15, 2026 at 7:24 AM
Really, though, he's just a man. Perhaps one day, if we let him, he can be a hero.
January 15, 2026 at 5:22 AM