#lines

The heart which has no agenda but God's is the heart at leisure from itself. Its emptiness is filled with the Love of God. Its solitude can be turned into prayer. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#love

[A]s though mindful of the wife of Lot, who looked back from behind him, thou deliveredst me first to the sacred garments and monastic profession before thou gavest thyself to God. And for that in this one thing thou shouldst have had little trust in me I vehemently grieved and was ashamed. For I (God [knows]) would without hesitation precede or follow thee to the Vulcanian fires according to thy word. For not with me was my heart, but with thee. But now, more than ever, if it be not with thee, it is nowhere. For without thee it cannot anywhere exist. ↗

— Héloïse d'Argenteuil

#celibacy #convent #dignity #following #grief

The more righteous God appeared, the more resentful I became. ↗

— Joni Eareckson Tada

#sin #love

Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success We forget the easiness of free beauty Lying sad right around the corner, Only an instant removed, Unnoticed and squandered. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#busy #corner #dejan-stojanovic #expensive #free

Longing, whether for a passion or person, is one of the most powerful, yet painful emotions there are. It can drive you to its source under the most extreme conditions, or it can cripple you from obtaining your dream. When it comes to the pull you feel, always go after it, if not, it'll eat you alive. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#heart-ache #life #loneliness #longing #passion

After all, in the very casualness of Gatsby's party there were romantic possibilities totally absent from her world. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#romance #romantic

Loneliness Ends With Love ↗

— Al Lerner

#loneliness #love #resolution #love

God's holiness is not an unloving holiness, and God's love is not an unholy love. It is only by keeping these two primary moral qualities of the divine being closely related that we may rightly behold the character of God. (p. 98) ↗

— Thomas C. Oden

#holiness #love #love

It's just as easy to be lonely in a city as out in the wilderness. Easier, really. It's harder to get to know someone when you meet in a crowded place. People can freely ignore you in the city; they can assume they don't have any responsibility for you. When there are fewer people, (...) they begin assuming some kind of responsibility, simply because you naturally do the same. ↗

— Mercedes Lackey

#change

Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#lonliness #love #love