#ace

He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom. ↗

— P.G. Wodehouse

#expression #face #life #satire #life

He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played with my hair. He started to hum a song, and then, after a few bars, he sang it. Quietly, sort of half-sung, half-spoken, incredibly gentle. I didn’t catch all the words, but it was about his summer girl. Me. Maybe his forever girl. His yellow eyes were half-lidded as he sang, and in that golden moment, hanging taut in the middle of an icecovered landscape like a single bubble of summer nectar, I could see how my life could be stretched out in front of me. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #life

Life is one race i never want to win, i'd rather stroll around enjoying the scenery ↗

— Aditya Chandra

#life #race #win #life

There's no advantage to hurrying through life." -Shikamaru Nara ↗

— Masashi Kishimoto

#naruto #pace #patience #shikamaru-nara #time

Our bodies have five senses: touch, smell, taste, sight, hearing. But not to be overlooked are the senses of our souls: intuition, peace, foresight, trust, empathy. The differences between people lie in their use of these senses; most people don't know anything about the inner senses while a few people rely on them just as they rely on their physical senses, and in fact probably even more. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#foresight #human #human-senses #inspirational-quotes #intuition

Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. Every breath we take, every step we take, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity. The question is whether or not we are in touch with it. We need only to be awake, alive in the present moment. ↗

— Thích Nhất Hạnh

#peace #religion #serenity #inspirational

Hodge says he's on his way and he hopes you can both manage to cling to your flickering sparks of life until he gets here," she told Simon and Jace. "Or something like that." "I wish he'd hurry," Jace said crossly. He was sitting up in bed against a pair of fluffed white pillows, still wearing his filthy clothes. "Why? Does it hurt?" Clary asked. "No. I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's less of a threshold and more of a large and tastefully decorated foyer. But I do get easily bored." He squinted at her. "Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you'd get dressed up in a nurse's outfit and give me a sponge bath?" "Actually, I think you misheard," Clary said. "It was Simon who promised you the sponge bath." Jace looked involuntarily over at Simon, who smiled at him widely. "As soon as I'm back on my feet, handsome. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#life

John Smith: Mankind doesn't need warfare and bloodshed to prove itself. Everyday life can provide honour and valour. Let's hope that from now on this country can find its heroes in smaller places. In the most ordinary of deeds. ↗

— Paul Cornell

#doctor-who #peace #war #who #life

If you want to conquer the anxiety of life, live in the moment, live in the breath. ↗

— Amit Ray

#meditation #mindfulness #peace #relaxation #tension

Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white. ↗

— Mary Hogan

#pretty-face #red #life