#mo

Be happy, noble heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like your good deeds. ↗

— Alexandre Dumas

#good-deeds #gratitude #integrity #the-count-of-monte-cristo #gratitude

If you have a good idea, use it so that you will not only accomplish something, but so that you can make room for new ones to flow into you. ↗

— Deng Ming-Dao

#flow #ideas #spirituality #taoism #harmony

Expression is never helped by suppression. ↗

— Deng Ming-Dao

#suppression #taoism #harmony

Our object must be to bring our territory into harmony with the numbers of our population. ↗

— Adolf Hitler

#overpopulation #population #harmony

Never think that war is a good thing, grandchildren. Though it may be necessary at times to defend our people, war is a sickness that must be cured. War is a time out of balance. When it is truly over, we must work to restore peace and sacred harmony once again. ↗

— Joseph Bruchac

#peacemaking #war #harmony

Hey," said Jace. who was sitting on an overturned speaker, looking at his cellphone, "do you want to see a photo of Alec and Magnus in Berlin?" "Not really," said Simon. "Magnus is wearing lederhosen." "And yet, still no. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #lederhosen #simon-lewis #city

The thing about the Mirror is that no one knows where it is. In fact, no one knows what it is.” "It’s a mirror,” Simon said. “You know – reflective, glass. I’m just assuming. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon #city

If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered. Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?" Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat." That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #jace-wayland #mortal-instruments #city

Thank you,” Simon said. “It’s a joke, Isabelle. He’s the Count. He likes counting. You know. ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One chocolate chip cookie, two chocolate chip cookies, three chocolate chip cookies . . .’” There was a rush of cold air as the door of the restaurant opened, letting in another customer. Isabelle shivered and reached for her black silk scarf. “It’s not realistic.” “What would you prefer? ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers . . . ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #simon-lewis #city

Armageddon was yesterday, today we have a serious problem. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

#larsson #lisabeth #millenium #problems