#go

It's effortless to let go of self-absorbed people. It's challenging to let go of someone you care about and it's exceedingly difficult to let go of an ideal and a belief in someone because what exacerbates the disappointment of finding out they weren't who they presented themselves to be, is the betrayal of it. ↗

— Donna Lynn Hope

#letting-go #self-belief

Nothing will shake a man-or at any rate a man like me-out of his merely verbal thinking and his merely notional beliefs. He has to be knocked silly before he comes to his senses. Only torture will bring out the truth. Only under torture does he discover it himself. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#god-s-will #grief #self-awareness #torture #self-awareness

Staring at her, his reasons are lost to me. ↗

— Victoria Scott

#lol #omgosh #lol

all his prayers of the past had been simple concrete requests: God, give me a bicycle, a knife with seven blades, a box of oil paints. Only how, how, could you say something so indefinite, so meaningless as this: God, let me be loved. ↗

— Truman Capote

#love

YOU WILL GO TO THE PAPER TOWNS AND YOU WILL NEVER COME BACK ↗

— John Green

#john-green

The love of Christ embraces all without exception. Fire of love, crazy over what You have made. Oh, divine Madman. (Prayer of Catherine Siena) Simply do the next thing in love. I have no sense of myself apart from you. Quia amasti me, fecisti me amabilem. (In loving me, you made me lovable.) ↗

— Brennan Manning

#love

Maybe all the strings inside him broke. ↗

— John Green

#paper #paper-towns #quentin #towns #john-green

We didn't land on plymouth rock, Plymouth rock landed on us". ↗

— Malcolm X

#cole-porter #paraphrased #song-lyrics #song-lyrics

Janine Hathaway offered to be my guardian, " said Lissa suddenly. "Janine Hathaway?" Tatiana's eyebrows rose nearly to her hairline. "I'm sure she has other commitments. No, we've got much better choices." A better choice than Janine Hathaway? Not likely. Before Dimitri, my mother had been the gold standard by which I measured all badassedness. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#lissa-dragomir #rose-hathaway #tatiana #rose-hathaway

I was so distracted when walking out of the restroom that I hadn't noticed Rose standing nearby with Dimitri Belikov. They stood arm in arm, smiling at my surprise. I hadn't seen Dimitri tonight, and his black and white guardian attire told me why. He was on duty here and had undoubtedly been one of the shadows darting among the trees of the greenhouse, keeping a watch on everyone. He must be on break now because there was no way he'd be standing so casually here, even with Rose, otherwise. And really, "casual" for Dimitri meant he could still leap into battle at any moment. They were a striking couple. His dark-haired, dark-eyed looks matched hers, and they were both dazzlingly attractive. It was no wonder Adrian had fallen for her, and I felt surprised at how uncomfortable that memory made me. Like Sonya and Mikhail, there was a bond of love between Rose and Dimitri and Rose that was almost palpable. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #the-indigo-spell #love