#ay

Humility is perfect quietness of heart. It is to expect nothing, to wonder at nothing that is done to me, to feel nothing done against me. It is to be at rest when nobody praises me, and when I am blamed or despised. It is to have a blessed home in the Lord, where I can go in and shut the door, and kneel to my Father in secret, and am at peace as in a deep sea of calmness, when all around and above is trouble. ↗

— Andrew Murray

#humility #life #peace #prayer #life

Clary," he said. "You saved my life." "I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire." His lips twitched imperceptibly. "Okay," he said. "So maybe our problems aren't like other couples. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #life

Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#life

Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#faythe #love #marc #rachel-vincent #shifters

I want you. I want you so badly I can’t stand it. When you left, it felt like the world got darker. Like I couldn’t truly see anything. Couldn’t feel anything. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#life #love #want #life

She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #history #jace-wayland #life #marks

He talked a lot about the past, and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy. His life had been confused and disordered since then, but if he could once return to a certain starting place and go over it all slowly, he could find out what that thing was .... ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#life

Tell me something good about your life," I whispered, needing to hear that he wasn't as broken as I thought him to be. Peter breathed into the handset for about two minutes. I began wondering if he was about to hang up, or had fallen asleep, when he answered. "You." It was so quiet I almost didn't hear it. And then he hung up before I could ask him to repeat himself. I fell asleep, grinning, with the phone still clutched in my hand and my milk souring on the coffee table. ↗

— Dani Alexander

#gay #gay-romance #glbt #m-m-romance #shattered-glass

Like the vital rudder of a ship, we have been provided a way to determine the direction we travel. The lighthouse of the Lord beckons to all as we sail the seas of life. Our home port is the celestial kingdom of God. Our purpose is to steer an undeviating course in that direction. A man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder—never likely to reach home port. To us comes the signal: Chart your course, set your sail, position your rudder, and proceed. ↗

— Thomas S. Monson

#way-to-be #life

life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#little-women #louisa-may-alcott #love #life