#ip

Be passionate about what you write, believe in your ability to convey timeless ideas, and let no one tell you what what you're capable of. ↗

— Christina Westover

#books #censorship #christina-westover #freedom-of-the-press #passion

The love of Christ always helps us see beyond the faults of others. ↗

— Victor Manuel Rivera

#freedom #leadership #freedom

Such lonely, lost things you find on your way. It would be easier, if you were the only one lost. But lost children always find each other, in the dark, in the cold. It is as though they are magnetized and can only attract their like. How I would like to lead you to brave, stalwart friends who would protect you and play games with dice and teach you delightful songs that have no sad endings. If you would only leave cages locked and turn away from unloved Wyverns, you could stay Heartless. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#empathy #friends #friendship #lost #friendship

I wait, you play. You speak, I cave. I promise, you break. You game me, daily, you play me. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#friendship #games #love #love-story #passion

Friendship needs no words. ↗

— Dag Hammarskjöld

#friendship

I do give them to you," he announced. "Of my free will. Because this is my sword." He laid a hand on Arisa's shoulder. "And Weasle is my shield. What you hold are only pieces of iron. ↗

— Hilari Bell

#sweet #symbolism #touching #value #friendship

All the black leather she needs is the E-Z boy recliner where her love is parked with one of his hands wrapped around a remote, the other, a bottle of beer. She's right. It's kinky. The way he doesn't look away from the TV, as her head bobs in his lap like a fisherman's float on a nature program, hectic with the pace his breath sets. His crotch swells under her mouth's prowess. He's such a sweetheart he waits until the commercials to come. ↗

— Daphne Gottlieb

#relationships #love

I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack. ↗

— Chuck Klosterman

#love #relationships #humor

You never go away from us, yet we have difficulty in returning to You. Come, Lord, stir us up and call us back. Kindle and seize us. Be our fire and our sweetness. Let us love. Let us run. ↗

— Augustine of Hippo

#worship #love

What must I do now?” Mrs. Muller considered her silently for a while. “You are still a child. You must go where you are told and do as you are told. But it won’t always be so. Soon you will be in charge of yourself. Until that time: Be aware. Listen. Look. Touch. Smell. And remember. But for now, you must go home. ↗

— Masha du Toit

#children #do-as-you-re-told #growing-up #home