#ife

Every day life adds a new page in my life...but the sad part is...every page is Blank... ↗

— Bharat Singh

#life

Nyawa kita diumpamakan api pelita yang pada bila-bila masa sahaja boleh terpadam ↗

— Nik Aziz bin Nik Mat

#religious #life

live life to your fullest extent because one day you may not have one ↗

— tiffany acquistoray

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The personal desolation Christ is experiencing on the cross is what you and I should be experiencing--but instead, Jesus is bearing it, and bearing it all alone. Why alone? He's alone so that we might never be alone. ↗

— C.J. Mahaney

#loneliness #the-cross #life

Generosity is, by definition, disinterested.” (p.157) ↗

— Piero Ferrucci

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Most civilized lives are measured out with coffee spoons. ↗

— Bergen Evans

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Why, I've been all over the world, I tell you, and fairly loafed and lolled in every conceivable sort of ease and luxury, but the Soul of me—the wild, restless, breathless, discontented soul of me—never sat down before in all its life—I say, until my frightened hand cuddled into his broken one. I tell you I don't pretend to explain it, I don't pretend to account for it; all I know is—that smothering there under all that horrible wreckage and everything—the instant my hand went home to his, the most absolute sense of serenity and contentment went over me. ↗

— Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

#lovers #peace #life

Then, the sea fell, and the dying voice made another feeble effort, and then the sea rose high, and beat its life out, and lashed the roof, and surged among the arches, and pierced the heights of the great tower; and then the sea was dry, and all was still. ↗

— Charles Dickens

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Without shedding of blood there is no anything… Everything, it seems to me, has to be purchased by self-sacrifice. Our race has marked every step of its painful ascent with blood. And now torrents of it must flow again… I don’t think the war has been sent as a punishment for sin. I think it is the price humanity must pay for some blessing - some advance great enough to be worth the price which we may not live to see but which our children’s children will inherit. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

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You cannot mend the chromosome, quell the earthquake, or stanch the flood. You cannot atone for the dead tyrants’ murders and you alone cannot stop living tyrants. As Martin Buber saw it, the world of ordinary days “affords” us that precise association with god that redeems both us and our speck of world. God entrusts and allots to everyone an area to redeem: this creased and feeble life, “the world in which you live, just as it is, and not otherwise.” “Insofar as he cultivates and enjoys them in holiness, he frees their souls…he who prays and sings in holiness, eats and speaks in holiness…through him the sparks which have fallen will be uplifted, and the worlds which have fallen will be delivered and renewed. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#spirituality #life