#leo

He always applied all his means, all his faculties, all his attention to the action or discussion of the moment, into everything he put passion. Hence the enormous advantage he had over his adversaries, for few people are entirely absorbed by one thought, or one action at one moment. ↗

— Caulaincourt on Napoleon

#inspiration #napoleon-boneparte #passion #thought #inspirational

When the number of children goes over one, God becomes miserly in granting intelligence; he takes it from the living child and gives it to the child to be born. ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#intelligence

Life is uncharted territory. It reveals its story one moment at a time. ↗

— Leo Buscaglia

#life

overhead the birds are calling, their cries seeming to feel the air. As i watch, they rise.. flinging their bodies against the sky, intent upon the moment, spinning and turning like embers of smoke upon the air. I envy them, this life of theirs.. the way they live so free of themselves, they are without past, without future, an exaltation of life beating in so many parts, rising up into the infinity of space. watching them i find i want to weep, and yet i have no tears. ↗

— Thomas F. Monteleone

#life

Thankyou,"Catherine said, the smile still hovering on her lips. "That is kind of you my lord. But i will never dance with you." Which, ofcourse, made it the goal of leo's life. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#leo-hathaway #life

I’ve told you before, I love like a madman,” he said. “Immoderate, jealous, possessive...I’m absolutely intolerable. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#madman #married #love

A ruby-encrusted orb popped its top and helicopter blades unfolded. Leo was glad Buford the table wasn't here-he would've fallen in love. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humour #leo-valdez #love

After a minute, I look up and the boy named Leo is staring at me. I stare back, but he doesn´t look away. "Why are you looking at me?" I hiss at him, my cheeks turning hot, filled with shame for the exchange he just heard. He just keeps looking at me for a moment, and then he shrugs. "Because I like your face," he says, but now a corner of his mouth is quirking up in a half smile. ↗

— Mia Sheridan

#leo #love

He knew she was there by the joy and terror that took possession of his heart [...] Everything was lit up by her. She was the smile that brightened everything around. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#leo-tolstoy #love #love

She put both her hands on his shoulders and gazed at him long, with a deep look of ecstasy and yet searchingly. She scrutinized his face to make up for the time she had not seen him. She compared, as she did at every interview with him, the image her fancy painted of him (incomparably finer than, and impossible in actual existence) with his real self ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#leo-tolstoy #love #love