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...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!... ↗

— John Geddes

#devotion #perspective #change

The moods of faerie changes every thirty minutes and it was such a lovely thing not to considered insanity. ↗

— Ellezier Ominoreg

#insanity #change

There's no time like the present to love deeply, claim our power and live our purpose! ↗

— Kristi Bowman

#empowerment #inspirational #love #inspirational

The weight of the world is a trifle, if we all put our two fingers under it and try to lift together. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#weight #weight-of-the-world #world #inspirational

...I fear that some of us understand just enough about the gospel to feel guilty--guilty that we are not measuring up to some undefinable standard--but not enough about the Atonement to feel the peace and strength, the power and mercy it affords us. ↗

— Sheri Dew

#gospel #guilt #mercy #peace #religion

If my mother's intention in whole or in part was to ensure that I never had to suffer any indignity or embarrassment for being a Jew, then she succeeded well enough. And in any case there were enough intermarriages and 'conversions' on both sides of her line to make me one of those many mischling hybrids who are to be found distributed all over the known world. And, as someone who doesn't really believe that the human species is subdivided by 'race,' let alone that a nation or nationality can be defined by its religion, why should I not let the whole question slide away from me? Why—and then I'll stop asking rhetorical questions—did I at some point resolve that, in whatever tone of voice I was asked 'Are you a Jew?' I would never hear myself deny it? ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#intermarriage #jews #mothers #nationality #race

The words of his various writing instructors and professional mentors over the years came back to him at times like these, and he found a new understanding in their advice: Writing is rewriting. The rough draft is just that. You can’t polish what you haven’t written. Things that made for a normal life—like a daily routine that followed the sun—took a back seat to times like these, and he exulted in that change because it served as proof that his writing was indeed the most important thing in his life. It wasn’t a conscious choice on his part, like deciding to repaint the bathroom or go buy the groceries, but an overarching reallocation of his existence that was as undeniable as breathing. Day turned into night, breakfast turned into dinner, and the laptop or the writing tablet beckoned even when he was asleep. He would often awake with a new idea—as if he’d merely been on a break and not unconscious—and he would see the empty seat before the desk not as his station in some pointless assembly line, but as the pilot’s seat in a ship that could go anywhere. ↗

— Vincent H. O'Neil

#creativity #directing #inspiration #playwriting #theater

Our lives are nothing but a short span of time. And if we spend tons of time earning money that we simply throw away, then we're throwing away part of our potential. ↗

— Shmuley Boteach

#self-determination #self-help #inspirational

Professional writers write to fit ↗

— Pamela Glass Kelly

#write #writers #inspirational

We were greeted by the minister whose inclusive, non-judgemental smile was no more than a whisker away from a smirk. Have I made it clear? I don't like belief systems and even less like those that peddle self-righteousness. I have no doubt the minister was a sincere man, but I am not as impressed by the idea of sincerity as the sincere seem to be. ↗

— Jenny Diski

#belief #minister #religion #sincerity #religion