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Like go for a walk, say a little prayer Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch It's time that I make time for that Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on my list. ↗

— Toby Keith

#friend #inspirational #life #living #mountain

Books—they weren't ladders out of the abyss, but they were companions. ↗

— John Green

#books #companionship #dftba #friends #inspiration

For too many centuries women have been being muses to artists. I wanted to be the muse, I wanted to be the wife of the artist, but I was really trying to avoid the final issue — that I had to do the job myself. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#feminism #independent #inspirational #muse #inspirational

Service is a smile.  It is an acknowledging wave, a reaching handshake, a friendly wink, and a warm hug.   It's these simple acts that matter most, because the greatest service to a human soul has always been the kindness of recognition. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#charity #compassion #friendliness #giving #inspirational

The kind of love which makes us stand against everyone and defend a stranger is the strongest one. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#defend #love #stranger #strongest #love

The Hikayat belongs to ALL of us. To love. To share. To cherish. ↗

— ninotaziz

#legends #love

You let me set the water in the shower, and followed me into the booth to stand there with me under the warm spray. You kept your head down, not looking me in the eyes—though if you were shy, I couldn’t tell. You had no reason to be. You know what you look like. I know you don’t remember what we did. I want to tell you. ↗

— Julio-Alexi Genao

#sex #tenderness #love

Never wish a legendary love; you don’t know who hard is to have a simple one. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#love #never #simple #wish #love

Marriage should be between a spouse and a spouse, not a gender and a gender. ↗

— Hendrik Hertzberg

#homophobia #homosexuality #marriage #same-sex-marriage #marriage

The youngest one,” she interrupted. “The youngest son, I mean. The one who is unmarried.” “I know who he is.” “Very well, then. What is wrong with him?” At that she cocked her head to the side and waited expectantly. He thought for a moment. “Nothing.” “You—wait.” She blinked. “Nothing?” He shook his head, then shifted his weight a little; his good foot was beginning to fall asleep. “Nothing comes immediately to mind.” It was true. She could do a good deal worse than Gregory Bridgerton. “Really?” she asked suspiciously. “You find nothing at all objectionable about him.” Marcus pretended to think about this a bit longer. Clearly he was supposed to be playing a role here, probably that of the villain. Or if not that, then the grumpy old man. “I suppose he’s a bit young,” he said. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#humor #marriage #marriage