#gale

I will never have a life with Gale even if I want to. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#life

You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #letting-go #lost #love #mockingjay

Liar. You've loved me since I held your hand at your mother's memorial service when you were five years old. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#kristen-ashley #lee-nightingale #rock-chick #love

Female television viewers paid attention to Catherine Gale. ↗

— Honor Blackman

#catherine #female #gale #paid #television

In fact, I'll be taking a lot of Cathy Gale with me. I expect that was why I was chosen for the part. ↗

— Honor Blackman

#chosen #expect #fact #gale #i

I know my own soul, how feeble and puny it is: I know the magnitude of this ministry, and the great difficulty of the work; for more stormy billows vex the soul of the priest than the gales which disturb the sea. ↗

— John Chrysostom

#difficulty #disturb #feeble #gales #great

One ship drives east and other drives west by the same winds that blow. It's the set of the sails and not the gales that determines the way they go. ↗

— Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#determines #drives #east #gales #go

Surrender your expectations. Surrender your doubts. Surrender your fears. Surrender your strengths. Surrender your anger. Surrender your control. ↗

— Yasmine Galenorn

#paranormal #paranormal-romance #vampire #yasmine-galenorn #anger

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! ↗

— John Keats

#nightingale #art

The Nobodies Who are not, but could be. Who don't speak languages, but dialects. Who don't have religions, but superstitions. Who don't create art, but handicrafts. Who don't have culture, but folklore. Who are not human beings, but human resources. Who do not have faces, but arms. Who do not have names, but numbers. Who do not appear in the history of the world, but in the police blotter of the local paper. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them. ↗

— Eduardo Hughes Galeano

#the-nobodies #art