#hop

...it is love, imperfect and unordered, that keeps them apart, even as it holds them somehow together... ↗

— Judith Guest

#grief #hope #inspirational #life #love

It was broken. It was haunted. Just like her. But it had bones, and it had memories, and it had the ability to be something strong again. Just like her. ↗

— Lauren Gilley

#inspirational #starting-over #family

You show me a capitalist, and I'll show you a bloodsucker ↗

— Malcolm X

#democracy #freedom #history #hope #individualism

Tony then explained how 'fucking stupid' most people are and believe anything as long as you liberally apply the words 'I Love You'. He then said, "The best ones are the ones who didn't get any love as kids; parents were a bit cold and so on. People from these families will do anything if you tell them you love them. They are like addicts or something. they never had, you know, parental affection and love as kids. It's a bit weird, alright, but you can spot these a mile away. ↗

— Thomas Sheridan

#family

We will remember the way things used to be, and teach our children to be better than us. The generations that follow will remember with us. In that day, we will all be free ↗

— Rachel Higginson

#freedom #hope #revolution #faith

The freedom of an unscheduled afternoon brought confusion rather than joy. Julius had always been focused. When he was not seeing patients, other important projects and activities-writing, teaching, tennis, research-clamored for his attention. But today nothing seemed important. He suspected that nothing had ever been important, that his mind had arbitrarily imbued projects with importance and then cunningly covered its traces. Today he saw through the ruse of a lifetime. Today there was nothing important to do, and he ambled aimlessly down Union Street. ↗

— Irvin D. Yalom

#psychology #psychotherapy #schopenhauer #freedom

It would still be a long way until she was completely free, but the door had been cracked open and a smidgen of hope broke through the darkness. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#depression #freedom #hope #freedom

Y por que el sol es tan mal amigo del caminante en el desierto? Y por que el sol es tan simpatico en el jardin del hospital? And why is the sun such a bad companion to the traveler in the desert? And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden? ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#hope #nature #sickness #friendship

Somebody who is Christ's must love Christ, and when he loves Christ he is delivered from the Devil, from hell and from death. ↗

— Elder Porphyrios

#christian #christianity #death #devil #friendship

Kat," Hale groaned, then fell back onto the pillows. "Funny, I didn't hear a doorbell." "I let myself in; hope that's okay." Hale smiled. "Or the alarm." She stepped inside, tossed a pocket-size bag of tools onto the bed. "You're due for an upgrade." Hale propped himself against the antique headboard and squinted up at her. "She returns." He crossed his arms across his bare chest. "You know, I could be naked in here. ↗

— Ally Carter

#ally-carter #bishop #carter #hale #heist