#hear

Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things. Their language has been lost. But not the gestures. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#bark #gestures #hear #hearing #listen

These are the woes of Slaves;/They glare from the abyss;/They cry, from unknown graves,/"We are the Witnesses! ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#henry #henry-wadsworth-longfellow #inspirational #longfellow #poems

And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss, coffee-laced intoxicating on her lips... shut it out, I've got no claim on you now, I'm not allowed to wear you freedom down ↗

— A Fine Frenzy

#love #moving-on #freedom

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s what part of it means to be alive. But inside our heads — at least that’s where I imagine it — there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let fresh air in, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live for ever in your own private library. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#library #life #little-room #loss #lost-opportunity

They lived happily ever after. It said so. In the book. They were the last words on the page. Happily ever after. Despereaux was sure that he had read exactly those words time and time again. Lying on the floor with the drum beating and the mice shouting... Despereaux had a sudden, chilling thought: Had some other mouse eaten the words that spoke the truth? Did the knight and the fair maiden really not live happily ever after? ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#inspirational #writing-from-the-heart #inspirational

We acknowledge but one motive - to follow the truth as we know it, whithersoever it may lead us; but in our heart of hearts we are well assured that the truth which has made us free, will in the end make us glad also. ↗

— Mortimer Adler

#also #assured #end #follow #free

I was asking Charlie the most important questions, and you heard the answers. ↗

— Edgar Bergen

#asking #charlie #heard #i #important

He that goeth about to persuade a multitude that they are not so well governed as they ought to be shall never want attentive and favorable hearers. ↗

— Richard Hooker

#attentive #favorable #governed #hearers #multitude

But, my dear, I knew when I was a baby what I wanted to do, and I'll tell you, kiddo, if you don't do what your heart tells you, you'll never be real. ↗

— Shirley Booth

#be real #dear #heart #i #knew

Hell is paved with great granite blocks hewn from the hearts of those who said, I can do no other. ↗

— Heywood Broun

#granite #great #hearts #hell #hell is