#ff

Q: When is the perfect time? A: Who can say, but probably somewhere between haste and delay - and it's usually most wise to start today. ↗

— Rasheed Ogunlaru

#delay #fear #future #haste #inspiring-quotes

One way at a time I'll try to lend these broken hands of mine give my strength, be my light. ↗

— Joe Brooks

#difficulty #fight #grey-s-anatomy #hope #inspiration

As I read the Qur’an and prayed the Islamic prayers, a door to my heart was unsealed and I was immersed in an overwhelming tenderness. ↗

— Jeffrey Lang

#heart #humanity #inspiration #islam #jeffrey

Make it bigger, make it badder, make it awesome! ↗

— Duff Goldman

#badder #bigger #duff-goldman #inspirational #inspirational

The powers of a man's mind are directly proportioned to the quantity of coffee he drinks. ↗

— James Mackintosh

#humor #intelligence #humor

She had in truth no abstract propensity to malice: she did not dislike Lily because the latter was brilliant and predominant, but because she thought that Lily disliked her. It is less mortifying to believe one's self unpopular than insignificant, and vanity prefers to assume that indifference is a latent form of unfriendliness. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#jealousy #popularity #vanity #jealousy

A sign of power in a man is not only when people follow what he suggests, but also when people make a conscious effort to do the exact opposite of what he suggests. ↗

— Criss Jami

#conscious #control #controlled #effort #envy

Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. ↗

— Jack London

#making-do #poker #life

but something always went wrong, and the relationship would end precisely at the moment when she was sure that this was the person with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life. After a long time, she came to the conclusion that men brought only pain, frustration, suffering and a sense of time dragging. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#suffering #life

I wish you had sincerity enough to tell me whether Catherine would suffer greatly from his loss: the fear that she would restrains me. And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I could have torn his heart out, and drunk his blood! But, till then - if you don't believe me, you don't know me - till then, I would have died by inches before I touched a single hair of his head! ↗

— Emily Brontë

#life