#love

Hope is magic. Hope is a gift. Hope is a raft we cling to in the midst of a storm. Hope by nature is an independent of logic. Hope is power outside of the facts. The human mind longs for something better. Hope is not rational. Yet who need rationality when God is on our side? The capacity of hope is the most significant fact in life. ↗

— Tommy Tran

#christian #christianity #faith #god #hope

I really want to believe that when our Quiet Waters kids wake up in the middle of the night, scared, they’ll remember being in their bunks with John and Kate and Whit and me right there protecting them,” he said. “I hope we gave them that sense of belonging because I know there’ll be times in their lives when grasping at those bonds could mean the difference between making it and not. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#anxiety #children #dating #faith #fear

Serve God, love me, and mend.: ↗

— William Shakespeare

#getting-better #love #faith

Let me have a faithful account of all that concerns you; I would know everything, be it ever so unfortunate. Perhaps by mingling my sighs with yours I may make your sufferings less, for it is said that all sorrows divided are made lighter. ↗

— Héloïse d'Argenteuil

#love #sorrow #suffering #faith

I am leaving now; but know, Katerina Ivanovna, that you indeed love only him. And the more he insults you, the more you love him. That is your strain. You precisely love him as he is, you love him insulting you. If he reformed, you would drop him at once and stop loving him altogether. But you need him in order to continually contemplate your high deed of faithfulness, and to reproach him for his unfaithfulness. And it all comes from your pride. Oh, there is much humility and humiliation in it, but all of it comes from pride. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#extreme-haughtiness #extreme-pride #honor #love #pride

Do not ask, "Is is possible?" rather, "Is is worth what it will require of me to make it happen? ↗

— Toni Sorenson

#goals #life #love #success #faith

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love. ↗

— Anonymous

#hope #love #faith

Instead he felt only love. And that was the miracle. The surge in hatred since the war began had created more love around it. It was indomitable, mad, and everlasting, scattered through the rich and the poor, deep and calm in the Quakers, hot and fierce in the mothers, faithful in the warriors, wistful in the pets, seeping its way into mercy and atrocity, destroying things, rebuilding them. ↗

— Kathy Hepinstall

#war #faith

The blood dried on his good hand, he passed his palm over her hair. It curled about his wrist and sprung back into displace as the breeze fluttered by. In the firelight, it was golden like the dandelions of which she’d spoken. The ones that had grown along the Franklin riverbank in late summer. The ones he had lost any faith in since he’d committed his first murder there. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#love #murder #mystery #romance #faith

He said I was unequipped to meet life because I had no sense of humor. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#humor