#life

Good intentions and earnest effort are not enough. Only Jesus can make an otherwise futile life productive. ↗

— Charles R. Swindoll

#jesus-christ #life #works #life

A lot of people see doubt as legitimate philosophical posture. They think of themselves in the middle, whereas of course really, they're nowhere. ↗

— John le Carré

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Life isn't about counting what you've earned or what you've done for others. I think life is in those in-between moments when you do something, and you feel really, truly happy just by doing it. ↗

— Snigdha Rai

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The author's projected intellectual climate nearly 500 years in the future proclaims itself too pragmatic to consider living well as important as material satisfaction. This reminds us, ironically, that choosing NOT to consider life's deeper questions is in itself a choice with profound and lasting consequences. ↗

— Bryan M. Litfin

#philosophy #pragmatism #life

Goblins burrowed in the earth, elves sang songs in the trees: Those were the obvious wonders of reading, but behind tham lay the fundamental marvel that, in stories, words could command things to be. ↗

— Francis Spufford

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Don’t worry about the little stuff. None of it matters. Only love matters. If you remember this, that love is always present; it will be a good life ↗

— Bronnie Ware

#worry #life

your love, your facial expression, your spirit and your words to the wise is my fervency: special for my mom and dad ↗

— S. Ikom Afriani

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That's why I've just gone on … collecting this particular kind of stuff – what you might call riff-raff. There's not a book here, Lawford, that hasn't at least a glimmer of the real thing in it – just Life, seen through a living eye, and felt. As for literature, and style, and all that gallimaufry, don't fear for them if your author has the ghost of a hint of genius in his making. ↗

— Walter de La Mare

#genius #literature #style #writers #writing

And the only sign of life is the ticking of the pen, introducing characters to memory like old friends. ↗

— Fish

#story #writing #life

The fullness ends when we give Nature her ransom, when we make children for her. Then she is through with us, and we become, first inside, and then outside, junk. Flower stalks. ↗

— John Updike

#life #parenthood #life