#hall

Just as I shall select my ship when I am about to go on a voyage, or my house when I propose to take a residence, so I shall choose my death when I am about to depart from life. ↗

— Seneca

#am #choose #death #depart #go

Be careful, Hally." "Of what? The truth? I seem to be the only one around here who is prepared to face it. ↗

— Athol Fugard

#careful #hally #life #master-harold #master-harold-and-the-boys

It occurred to me that my cheek was probably right over his tattoo. Without thinking, I lifted my face and tugged at the neckline of his T-shirt. This time, the stark black-and-gold mark wasn't hidden. No need for that spell anymore, I guess. Still, I covered it with my palm. Archer's hands clutched reflexively on my waist. Our eyes met. "It doesn't burn this time," I whispered. His breathing was ragged. "Beg to differ, Mercer. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#hex-hall #love #relationship #tattoo #love

When you do what you love, the seemingly impossible becomes simply challenging, the laborious becomes purposeful resistance, the difficult loses its edge and is trampled by your progress. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#challenges #life #love #motivational #progress

I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#among #clouds #fate #fight #guard

What has mood to do with it? You fight when the necessity arises—no matter the mood! Mood's a thing for cattle or making love or playing the baliset. It's not for fighting. ↗

— Frank Herbert

#fighting #gurney-halleck #practice #preparation #training

No one was ever saved because his sins were small; no one was ever rejected on account of the greatness of his sins. Where sin abounded, grace shall much more abound. ↗

— Archibald Alexander

#account #because #ever #grace #greatness

Which is better? - To have surrendered to temptation; listened to passion; made no painful effort - no struggled; - but to have sunk down in the silken snare; fallen asleep on the flower covering it; wakened in a southern clime, amongst the luxuries of a pleasure villa: to have been now living in France, Mr. Rochester's mistress; delirious with his love half my time - for he would - oh, yes, he would have love me well for a while. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love

It often seems to me that art conceals the artist far more completely than it ever reveals him. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#basil-hallward #art

As I look back on the time I've spent with him, loving him, learning him, I'm grateful for the moments. Because in the end, it's the moments that make life worth living... ↗

— Marie Hall

#inspirational-life #liliana-cosgrove #marie-hall #moments-series #inspirational