#eat

I've bespelled this locket, for you; my own, my mate. The day has come when death forced us to part. You must know that I for you, forever, I shall wait. So until we meet again I hold your love safely within my heart. Remember, your oath was to temper strength with mercy. No matter how long apart we shall be, I hold you to that oath eternally... eternally... ↗

— P.C. Cast

#dragon-s-oath #house-of-night #death

I feel like I've swallowed a cloudy sky ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#creative #feeling #feelings #haruki-murakami #inspirational

All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead. ↗

— Anna Akhmatova

#been #betrayed #black #death #flashed

I am happy. I have something to accomplish, create, and achieve. I am happy. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#achieve #create #goals #happiness #happy

The river is now. This moment. This breath between us. The space between your heartbeats. The moment before you blink. The instant a thought flashes through your mind. It is everything that is around us. Life. Energy. Flowing, endlessly flowing, carrying you from then...to now...to tomorrow. Listen: you can hear the music of it. Of the passage of time. ↗

— Lisa Mangum

#life #time #timelessness #life

Before and during the first phase of the war his administration repeatedly maligned the UN but now, that Iraq has turned into a quagmire, it is asking the UN for help. ↗

— Peter Schuyler

#asking #before #during #first #first phase

The gifts of the Master are these: freedom, life, hope, new direction, transformation, and intimacy with God. If the cross was the end of the story, we would have no hope. But the cross isn't the end. Jesus didn't escape from death; he conquered it and opened the way to heaven for all who will dare to believe. The truth of this moment, if we let it sweep over us, is stunning. It means Jesus really is who he claimed to be, we are really as lost as he said we are, and he really is the only way for us to intimately and spiritually connect with God again. ↗

— Steven James

#death #easter #god #hope #jesus

In the end, living is defined by dying. ↗

— Bernard Beckett

#life #death

At times I believed that the last page of my book and the last page of my life were one and the same, that when my book ended I'd end, a great wind would sweep through my rooms carrying the pages away, and when the air cleared of all those fluttering white sheets the room would be silent, the chair where I sat empty. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#writing #death

My father chose my name , and my last name was chosen by my ancestors . That’s enough, I myself choose my way ↗

— Ali Shariati

#faith #friend #funny #god #humor