#isi

We Are Only As Good As Our Last Decision ↗

— Dawn Derringer Artist

#betrayal #chronicles #decisions #disrespect #humour

We divided ourselves among caste, creed, culture and countries but what is undivided remains most valuable: a mere smile and the love. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#division #love #smile #love

In any love-story there are usually two stages or phases. There is the initial stage, where love is expressed by the giving of gifts, especially the gift of self. Then there comes a time when it is no longer enough to give gifts to the beloved, but one has to be ready to suffer for her or for him. Only then can it be seen whether the love is real. In the story of a vocation to consecrated virginity there are also usually two stages. There is the initial stage of the vocation, when, spurred on by grace and attracted by the ideal, one joyfully and enthusiastically says, "Yes, Lord, here I am!" Then comes the time of solitude of heart, of weariness, of crisis, when, in order to maintain that "Yes," one has to die ↗

— Raniero Cantalamessa

#solitude #vocation #love

Millie? Does the White Clown love you? ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#television #love

And so back to Cassie: who was she? Part of the deception; just a friend or something else…perhaps it was time to find out. ↗

— Melanie Cusick-Jones

#love #mystery #love

We do not see the world through a window, but through a mirror. Everything we discern is comparatively held to the vision with which we see ourselves. ↗

— LeeAnn Taylor

#hope #humanity #light #love #people

Sight without color would be a good analogy...only being able to see in black and white rather than seeing in full color would be like experiencing an orgasm with a foreskin and without. There are feelings you’ll just never have without the foreskin. ↗

— Kristen O'Hara

#foreskin #male-genital-mutilation #restoring #love

What she read was a series of short connected lyrics, “Isis in Darkness.” The Egyptian Queen of Heaven and Earth was wandering in the Underworld, gathering up pieces of the murdered and dismembered body of her lover Osiris. At the same time, it was her own body she was putting back together; and it was also the physical universe. She was creating the universe by an act of love. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#love

If you don't pick your audience, you're lost because you're not really talking to anybody. ↗

— Julia Child

#motivational #motivational

The hope you feel when you are in love is not necessarily for anything in particular. Love brings something inside you to life. Perhaps it is just the full dimensionality of your own capacity to feel that returns. In this state you think no impediment can be large enough to interrupt your passion. The feeling spills beyond the object of your love to color the whole world. The mood is not unlike the mood of revolutionaries in the first blush of victory, at the dawn of hope. Anything seems possible. And in the event of failure, it will be this taste of possibility that makes disillusion bitter. ↗

— Susan Griffin

#hope #love #love