#iri

We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self. It is a way of bitter suffering. But then our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the spirit, that it is God, the indivisible. And suddenly we find ourselves in the midst of the world, yet undisturbed by its multiplicity, for our innermost soul we know ourselves to be one with all being. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#solitude #spirit #alone

If someone doesn’t value evidence, what evidence are you going to provide that proves they should value evidence. If someone doesn’t value logic, what logical argument would you invoke to prove they should value logic? ↗

— Sam Harris

#honesty #reason #religion #spirituality #religion

Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire his kiss, she won’t be free. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#faerie #fairies #free

(Mal) We have done the impossible. And that makes us mighty. ↗

— Joss Whedon

#human-spirit #impossibility #team-work #spirit

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. ↗

— George Orwell

#animals #man #satirical #man

Be obsessed with Jesus. Breathe, sleep, eat, dream, and live Jesus! The apostle Paul could not have put it any better when he said in Philippians 1:21 that “for to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain. ↗

— Pedro Okoro

#dreams

Can we just call them storm spirits?” Leo asked. “Venti makes them sound like evil espresso drinks. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#leo #lost-hero #spirit

Yeah, that's exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back." He turned away again, and I heard him mutter, "I need two drinks. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #spirit

The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night. ↗

— Isabel Allende

#spirit

I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits. ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#popularity #spirit