#eli

The Divine Thing that made itself the foundation of the Church does not seem, to judge by his comments on the religious leadership of his day, to have hoped much from officers of a church. ↗

— Charles Williams

#comments #day #divine #does #foundation

It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of feelings. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #villette #love

The thought of going abroad makes my heart Leap," (Charles) Sumner wrote. "I feel, when I commune with myself about it, as when dwelling on the countenance and voice of a lovely girl. I am in love with Europa. ↗

— David McCullough

#traveling #love

That when we live no more, We may live ever ↗

— Anne Bradstreet

#religious #love

God does love us and He watches over us nbut it is usually through another person that he meets our needs. Therefore it is vital that we serve one another. ↗

— President Packer

#love

... I don't believe in ghosts - not the scary white sheet, boogie-woogie type of ghost anyway. And yet ... I don't disbelieve either. I'm kind of sitting on the ghost fence, dangling my legs on both sides, not sure which way to jump. I think I might be here for a while. ↗

— Karen Tayleur

#disbelieve #ghost #on-the-fence #love

We fundamentalists are a pack of mood-loving showoffs. I'm sure the Minor Prophets would have found subject for correction. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#pride #religion #love

For all her culture's attention to the physical, it seemingly has little to salve the creatural anguish of losing someone else's body, their touch, their heat, their oceanic heart...she doesn't want another body, she wants the body she loved, the forceps scar across his cheek that she traced with her hand, his penis, its elegant sweep to the side, the preternaturally soft skin. One wants what one has loved, not the idea of love. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#loneliness #longing #loss #lost-love #mourning

Oh! To live alone, always alone, in the midst of the crowd that surrounds me, without a word of love ever coming to gladden my soul, without a friendly hand reaching out to me! ↗

— Herculine Barbin

#hermaphrodite #intersex #loneliness #sad #sadness

Caleb came to his mother's side and helped her to her feet. "Besides, if you rest, then I am free to make love to Jacqueline." "Caleb!" Jacqueline had been worried she would say the wrong thing. Instead, Caleb had put his foot in it. But obviously all the cliches she'd ever heard about Italian sons were true. He really could do no wrong, for Mrs. D'Angelo shook her finger at him--but she said indulgently, "You are incorrigible." "Ma, I'm just trying to get going on those grandchildren you want. ↗

— Christina Dodd

#jacqueline-vargha #meeting-mom #love