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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee. ↗

— John Donne

#connectedness #for-whom-the-bell-tolls #inspirational #interdependence #isolation

Lasting joys the man attend Who has a faithful female friend. ↗

— Cornelius Whur

#faith

Got just enough room to be a friend of yours. Oh I hope you got room to be a friend of mine. ↗

— Aberjhani

#faith #friendship #hope #inspiration #inspirational

Faith then they vowed Fast, unyielding, There each to each In oaths binding. Bliss there was born When Brynhild woke; Yet fate is strong To find its end. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#the-legend-of-sigurd #faith

No soul ever fell away from God without giving up prayer. Prayer is that which establishes contact with Divine Power and opens the invisible resources of heaven. However dark the way, when we pray, temptation can never master us. The first step downward in the average soul is the giving up of the practice of prayer, the breaking of the circuit with divinity, and the proclamation of one’s owns self sufficiency. ↗

— Fulton J. Sheen

#faith #god #independence #prayer #self-sufficiency

You shall find it greatly mitigates the sorrow of bereavements, if before bereavement you shall have learned to surrender every day all the things which are dearest to you into the keeping of your gracious God. ↗

— Charles H. Spurgeon

#faith #self-denial #surrender #trust #faith

What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too? ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#humor #lettie-hatter #family

If you didn't feel like your support system was strong enough, then getting yourself out of the situation was the best thing to do ↗

— Lindsey Kelk

#friendship #love #family

He showed the fineness of his nature by being kinder to me after that misunderstanding than before. Nay, the very incident which, by my theory, must in some degree estrange me and him, changed, indeed, somewhat our relations; but not in the sense I painfully anticipated. An invisible, but a cold something, very slight, very transparent, but very chill: a sort of screen of ice had hitherto, all through our two lives, glazed the medium through which we exchanged intercourse. Those few warm words, though only warm with anger, breathed on that frail frost-work of reserve; about this time, it gave note of dissolution. I think from that day, so long as we continued friends, he never in discourse stood on topics of ceremony with me. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#dr-john-graham-bretton #frankness #friendship #honesty #lucy-snowe

Small Acts of Kindness are Priceless ↗

— M.G. Wells

#family #fantasy #friendship #magic #middle-grade