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I willingly allow that money does not guarantee happiness; but it must also be allowed that it makes happiness a great deal easier to achieve. ↗

— Pierre Choderlos de Laclos

#money #money

I know money isn't everything. but it certainly is something. ↗

— Thisuri Wanniarachchi

#money #wealth #money

God comes right out and tells us why he gives us more money than we need. It's not so we can find more ways to spend it. It's not so we can indulge ourselves and spoil our children. It's not so we can insulate ourselves from needing God's provision. It's so we can give and give generously (2 Corinthians 8:14; 9:11) ↗

— Randy Alcorn

#excess #generosity #giving #less #money

If we counted our blessings instead of our money, we would all be rich ↗

— Linda Poindexter

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It’s a little early in our relationship for us to be ‘surmounting,’ but, hey, I’m game if you are. I’ll even let you be on top.” He looked directly at me, a coy smile playing on his lips. ↗

— Stacey Marie Brown

#humor #paranormal-romance #quotes #stacey-marie-brown #relationship

I can change only myself, but sometimes that is enough. ↗

— Ruth Humleker

#enough #happiness #peace #change

Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken. ↗

— Robert Fripp

#music #noise #silence #sound #music

I'm so cool that the kids come to my bedroom and go, 'Mom! Turn the music down! ↗

— Melissa Etheridge

#children #coolness #music #noise #parenting

And the strange thing was he had never loved her more than in that moment, because at that moment she had become himself. But thats not love, he thought, thats not what she wants, not what any of them want, they do not want you to find yourself in them, they want instead that you should lose yourself in them. And yet, he thought, they are always trying to find themselves in you. [...] And it seemed to him then that every human was always looking for himself, in bars, in railway trains, in offices, in mirrors, in love, especially in love, for the self of him that is there, someplace, in every other human. Love was not to give oneself, but find oneself, describe oneself. And that the whole conception had been written wrong. Because the only part of any man that he can ever touch or understand is that part of himself he recognises in him. And that he is always looking for the way in which he can expose his sealed bee cell and reach the other airtight cells with which he is connected in the waxy comb. And the only way he had ever found, the only code, the only language by which he could speak and be heard by other men, could communicate himself, was with a bugle. If you had a bugle here, he told himself, you could speak to her and be understood, you could play Fatigue Call for her, with its tiredness, its heavy belly going out to sweep somebody else's streets when it would rather stay home and sleep, she would understand it then. But you havent got a bugle, himself said, not here nor any other place. Your tongue has been ripped out. All you got is two bottles, one nearly full, one nearly empty. ↗

— James Jones

#expression #loneliness #love #music #soul

Change is nature’s way of offering us the opportunity to explore the parameters of our humanity and potential. Don’t fight it, embrace it. There is a magical experience awaiting those who embrace this natural process. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#explore #happiness #life #opportunity #change