#elle

¿Qué me valen la gracia y la belleza, y amar como jamás amó ninguna, si la pasión que el alma me devora, la desconoce aquel que me enamora? ↗

— José de Espronceda

#amor #belleza #españa #spanish #spanish

Mother nature changes her looks for the same reason any woman changes her looks—to be noticed.  ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#looks #mother-nature #richelle #richelle-goodrich #women

and another claimed it was inherited through a parent who was a carrier of the defective gene. I had always assumed the latter was the case with Claire. After all, surely a child who grew out of grief would be born with a heavy heart. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#change

As a writer, you must truly posses a love for words." "Yes, that's right," I agreed. "I've noticed that some authors favor particular words, making frequent use of them. Do you have a favorite?" I nodded assuredly and shared my answer. "BECAUSE." My interviewer looked surprised, as though he'd expected an impressive adjective or some rare verb. "That's your favorite word? Why?" I tried not to smirk. "Because. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#humor #richelle #richelle-goodrich #words #writer

Grandfather used to say that when a woman got ready to fall in love the man didn't matter, because she could drape her feeling over a scarecrow and pretend he was handsome... ↗

— Ellen Glasgow

#ellen-glasgow #love

What is more powerful than the love of a mother? What possesses more strength than her humbly whispered prayers? Perhaps only God's hand in answering those earnest pleadings on your behalf. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#love #mom #mother #mother-s-day #motherhood

Mothers observe all, absorb all, give all, forgive all, offer all, suffer all, feel all, heal all, hope for all, pray for all. But most of all, Mothers love always. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#moms #mothers #mothers-day #parenthood #richelle

Two classes of people make up the world: those who have found God, and those who are looking for Him - thirsting, hungering, seeking! And the great sinners came closer to Him than the proud intellectuals! Pride swells and inflates the ego; gross sinners are depressed, deflated and empty. They, therefore, have room for God. God prefers a loving sinner to a loveless 'saint'. Love can be trained; pride cannot. The man who thinks that he knows will rarely find truth; the man who knows he is a miserable, unhappy sinner, like the woman at the well, is closer to peace, joy and salvation than he knows. ↗

— Fulton J. Sheen

#humility #intellectuals #sinners #life

Last night I danced. My body rose from its slump for the first time since the beginning of sorrows - my fingers beckoning to the stars at arm's length, back arching as tingles bubbled up my spine, hips caught in a silent tempo while on tiptoe I twirled in endless euphoric circles. It didn't matter that you loved me or that you didn't. For I was wanted by the gods last night; their seraphs and muses descending on moonbeams into my midst, caressing my face and gliding their spirited arms about my waist, lifting my toes from the soil that I might feel what it is to fly without heaviness of heart. I danced with them under the glow of a loyal moon. For one brief, visceral dance I joyed as Heaven joys - in endless bliss. And the universe cherished me. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#inspirational-quote #joy #love #moon #moonbeams

Trotsky was so much an intellectual that in the final analysis, Marxism was not quite enough for him. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#leon-trotsky #marxism #trotskyism #love