#little

Like it takes so little to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#forget #little #truth #change

Maybe that's what praying is all about. Maybe it's not just asking God to forgive us for bad things or asking Him for good things. Maybe it's just the act of praying and feeling that there's someone up there listening that makes us feel better and less helpless. ↗

— Sarah Darer Littman

#faith

…for no matter how lost and soiled and worn-out wandering sons may be, mothers can forgive and forget every thing as they fold them into their fostering arms. Happy the son whose faith in his mother remains unchanged, and who, through all his wanderings, has kept some filial token to repay her brave and tender love. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#louisa-may-alcott #faith

See, this is just like I told you. Same thing I knew getting into this whole mess - love ends. ↗

— Jennifer Flackett

#love #puppy-love #love

Somewhere a million miles away, the girl I once loved was going down her road, and I was stuck back on mine. ↗

— Jennifer Flackett

#love #love

Look at them all. Rats in their cages...their lives destroyed by love. I'm done with it. I won't be like them. ↗

— Jennifer Flackett

#love #puppy-love #love

We were on different roads, she and me. Two ships that passed in Sheep ↗

— Jennifer Flackett

#love #puppy-love #love

As I held onto Rosemary Telesco for dear life, we both knew the truth. She was going off to camp and eventually, private school. We were on different roads, she and me. Two ships that passed in Sheep Meadow. ↗

— Jennifer Flackett

#love #puppy-love #love

I love you so much I hate you... ↗

— Carlene Carter

#anderbo-com #carlene-carter #every-little-thing #father-must #gail-hochman

He heard the thrill in her voice, he saw her earnest face, he saw her clear true eyes, he saw the quickened bosom that would have joyfully thrown itself before him to receive a mortal wound directed at his breast, with the dying cry, 'I love him!' and the remotest suspicion of the truth never dawned upon his mind. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#love