#feelings

Let's forgive someone for Valentines day, it's a great way to show love, and forgive yourself too for the hurt you held onto. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#forgiveness #held-onto #hurt #hurt-feelings #love

...it's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul... ↗

— John Geddes

#forgiveness #romantic-love #self-help #soul #wisde-words

He stared at Esmelda with a face like glass, nothing hidden. What I saw there wasn’t steel or fire or stone. Feelings stirred in me and I had to look away. I knew what I saw because I’d felt them, too — understanding, sadness, compassion...forgiveness. ↗

— Deborah Wheeler

#forgiveness

Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor. ↗

— Thich Nhat Hanh

#breathing #feelings #meditation #mindfulness #freedom

On a daily basis we're faced with two simple choices. We can either listen to ourselves and our constantly changing feelings about our circumstances, or we can talk to ourselves about the unchanging truth of who God is and what He's accomplished for us at the cross. ↗

— The Cross-Centered Life

#feelings #life-lessons #change

It's such a thrilling part about being in a relationship at a young age, and all your feelings are apocalyptic, all your emotions are so huge. ↗

— Marc Webb

#age #being #emotions #feelings #huge

Socialism appeals to better classes and has far more strength. Attack the state and you excite feelings of loyalty even among the disaffected classes; but attack the industrial system and appeal to the state, and you may have loyalty in your favor. ↗

— John Bates Clark

#appeal #appeals #attack #better #classes

She turned suddenly, and before I could react, framed my face with her hands and pressed her lips to mine. I froze, mostly in shock, but after a moment my body uncoiled and I closed my eyes, relaxing into her. I remembered this; the feel of her lips on mine, cool and soft, the touch of her fingers on my skin. I remembered her scent, those long nights when we would lie under the cold, frozen stars, dreaming in each other’s arms. For a second, my body reacted instinctively. I started to pull us closer, to wrap my arms around her and return the kiss with equal passion…but, then I stopped. I remembered this perfectly; every shining moment with Ariella was forever etched into my mind. What we’d had, what we’d shared, everything. I’d built a shrine to her in my memories, carefully tended with grief and anger and regret. I knew every inch of our relationship, the passion, the feeling of emptiness when we weren’t together, the longing and, yes, the love. I had been in love with Ariella. I remembered what she’d meant to me once, what I’d felt for her then… …and what I didn’t feel for her now. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#ash #forgotten-feelings #kiss #love #anger

The primary nature of every human being is to be open to life and love. Being guarded, armoured, distrustful and enclosed is second nature in our culture. It is the means we adopt to protect ourselves against being hurt, but when such attitudes become characterological or structured in the personality, they constitute a more severe hurt and create a greater crippling than the one originally suffered. ↗

— Alexander Lowen

#hurt-feelings #love #theraphy #attitude

Thoughts and feelings change sometimes, as one crosses the frontiers. ↗

— Auguste de Villiers de l'Isle-Adam

#frontiers #thoughts #change