#hear

Author has developed a routine of daily emotional debriefing with his kids as he tucks them in at night. To encourage the habit of keeping uncluttered, open heart, he starts with basic questions asking whether anyone has hurt them or made them angry to help them process at an age-appropriate depth. As they mature, he will add questions. ↗

— Andy Stanley

#open-heart #parenting #age

My heart seems to heal, so that speaks well for my future. ↗

— Alex Trebek

#heal #heart #seems #speaks #well

Moses had come to know God as Jehovah-shalom, the God of all peace. This is the deepest need of the human heart—to be at peace with God and with oneself. The proof that his heart was at peace was that it was filled with praise…not necessarily for what God had done, but for who God is. He was living out the chief end of man—-to glorify God and enjoy him forever. Psalm 29:11 says, “The Lord gives strength to his people; the Lord blesses his people with peace. ↗

— Beth Willis Miller

#heart #peace #shalom #age

I've been with Mr. Locke for several hundred years now." He tossed her a wink. "I should hope in that time he would share with me his undead state. Had he not, I would have been rather perplexed as I celebrated 100 years of age and still looked 45. ↗

— Jennifer Turner

#age

Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now ↗

— Bob Dylan

#song-lyrics #young-at-heart #youthful-arrogance #life

I'm not some possession." I pushed at his chest once more. "No, you're not." His mouth returned to mine. "You are my wife." I continued to struggle with the mass of him. He pulled his head back. "You're the only woman I've loved since I lost my mother and sister." His eyes intent on mine. Torn by my anger and his admission, I stopped protesting. His mouth moved against my neck and his body pressed into mine. "I have loved you for so long. ↗

— Saewod Tice

#love #romance #anger

Ο θυμός άλλο πράμα. Ο άνθρωπος κοκκινίζει, φωνάζει, κάνει, χτυπιέται και ξεθυμαίνει. Ουφ! Η χολή άλλο. Αυτή καθίζει μέσα στα σωθικά, συμμαζεύεται στην καρδιά του ανθρώπου, τήνε κιτρινίζει, σα φλερόνι και τήνε σαπίζει!... Να τι κερδίζει ένας που χολεύεται... ↗

— Konstantinos Theotokis "Η Ζωή Και Ο Θάνατος Του Καραβέλα"

#heart #man #relief #rot #win

I could write about how I feel when I sing, write and create something from heartbreak, sorrow, sadness or just simply nothingness. How nothingness can become the most beautiful, unexplainable feeling that makes you forget about gravity for an hour. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#beautiful-chaos #creative-process #creativity #heartbreak #inspiration

The whole point about vision is that it's very individual, it's very personal, and it has to be confessional. It has to be something which hurts - the pulling out of it and putting it on the page hurts. Art can be about the individual writer's response to his or her condition, and if that response comes out of a predigested belief about what the audience wants to hear about the writer's condition, then it has no truth, it has no validity. You either write with your own blood or nobody's. Otherwise it's just ink. ↗

— Clive Barker

#writing-from-the-heart #art

I'm here!" I said..."I'm read to go home!" As if they couldn't see me. As if I couldn't remember what it had been like, fluttering next to someone's ear and whispering into it. How the whole earth was like a musical instrument that we could play effortlessly. ...I could not fly. My sister was not there. My heart was broken. ↗

— Carolyn Turgeon

#fairy #godmother #heart #heartbreak #wings