#chapter

Dispose of everything that was lost. There’s no time to dream about something that won’t come back. I must look forward. Forward… ↗

— Tite Kubo

#chapter- #dreams

I used unexpectedly to experience a consciousness of the presence of God, or such a kind that I could not possibly doubt that He was within me or that I was wholly engulfed in Him. This was in no sense a vision: I believe it is called mystical theology. The soul is suspended in such a way that it seems to be completely outside itself. The will loves; the memory, I think, is almost lost; while the understanding, I believe, thought it is not lost, does not reason—I mean that it does not work, but is amazed at the extent of all it can understand; for God wills it to realize that it understands nothing of what His Majesty represents to it. ↗

— Teresa of Ávila

#mystical-theology #mysticism #prayer #experience

Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#life

Experience itself, to our own great loss and bane, affords us sad proof that Satan seizes as many opportunities of deceiving and destroying mankind as there are different moods and affections natural to the human character.” Demonolatry, Nicholas Remy ↗

— Phillip W. Simpson

#experience

You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair." Douglas MacArthur ↗

— Terri Marie

#chapter #children #family #magic #faith

Meredith Combs, the social worker responsible for selecting the stream of adoptive families that gave me back, wanted to talk to me about blame. ↗

— Vanessa Diffenbaugh

#family

It's too late!" I cried "I thought that once, too. But it's never too late. You taught me that. Love can make us eternal.” Phoenix’s eyes closed, haunted to the end. “I'm sorry,” were his last words. "I forgive you,” I sobbed, gripping onto him desperately. “I forgive you.” It was too late. All. Too. Late. ↗

— Jessica Shirvington

#jessica-shirvington #phoenix #the-embrace-series #the-violet-eden-chapters #violet

For we have thought the longer thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils' tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#home

Either you go to America with Mrs. Van Hopper or you come home to Manderley with me." "Do you mean you want a secretary or something?" "No, I'm asking you to marry me, you little fool. ↗

— Daphne du Maurier

#humor

Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it?" was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not seek to disguise his despair. And now he stared at her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with anguish: they did not melt. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#xv #life