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Whom have I in heaven but You? And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You. My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. ↗
لكل منا إسطورته، حلمه، كنزه الذي يختبئ في مكان ما، تحكي الأسطورة أن الإنسان منذ اللحظة الأولي له وهو يحلم بكنزه، فيظل يبحث عنه طول عمره، تنقضي الأعمار فلا يجد بعضنا كنزه، تتوه الأحلام من بعضنا فيفقد أمله في كنزه الأسطوري، يصل معظمنا إلي كنوز مزيفة لا قيمة لها فيقنع بها، وتصل قلة نادرة من البشر إلي كنزهم الحقيقي، فإذا فقد بعضنا طريقه وتاه في أحراش الحياة فلم يعثر علي كنزه ظلت أسطورته في قلبه. ↗
There are a million things one might do with a block of wood. But what do you think might happen if someone, just once, believed in it? ↗
Why do you want me?" I asked, suppressing the trembling of my voice. "I’m strange, definitely not perfect, and fucked up. Actually, a lot of the latter.” “Perfect is boring and overrated.” He smiled that lopsided grin of his that made my lower abdomen twist and curl with delicious desire. “I’m looking for sexy, fun, kind, and honest. And you tick all the right boxes, Brooke. ↗
No matter how many movies you watch, songs you listen to, and friends you talk to, you will never understand heartbreak. You want to disappear, crying feels like bleeding, the world is spinning. You watch a movie you have seen ten times, a song you’ve listened to a hundred times and a friend you’ve been talking to for a thousand days and suddenly it’s like your hearing everything for the first time. For the first time you’ve opened your heart and your mind, you want to listen, you want to heal others. For the first time you feel destroyed. The word pain cannot do what you are feeling justice. It is beyond pain, beyond fury, beyond sadness. You feel everything but nothing at once. Shocked. Numb. Empty. But I had also felt compassion that day, empathy for a heart that I had once broke. Love for all of those who had not broken my heart. Appreciation for all of those who had mended hearts. Happiness for all who had secured their hearts. The day that I first met heartbreak, the day that I got my heart snatched away from me, happens to be the day that I first found my heart as well. ↗
The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fade, hue after hue: sunrise gold, the russet and green of apple orchards, azure of waves, the greyfringed fleece of clouds. No it was not their colours: it was the poise and balance of the period itself. Did he then love the rhythmic rise and fall of words better than their associations of legend and colour? Or was it that, being as weak of sight as he was shy of mind, he drew less pleasure from the reflection of the glowing sensible world through the prism of a language manycoloured and richly storied than from the contemplation of an inner world of individual emotions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose? ↗
Whatever is at the center of our life will be the source of our security, guidance, wisdom, and power.Life just has to go on! ↗
