#ness

If you've got nothing to dance about, find a reason to sing. ↗

— Melody Carstairs

#freedom #happiness #happy #liberation #motivational

The world is not ready for some people when they show up, but that shouldn't stop anyone. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#expression #freedom #individuality #life #norms

Up to the present man has hardly cultivated sympathy at all. He has merely sympathy with pain, and sympathy with pain is not the highest form of sympathy. All sympathy is fine, but sympathy with suffering is the least fine mode. It is tainted with egotism. It is apt to become morbid. There is in it a certain element of terror for our own safety. We become afraid that we ourselves might be as the leper or as the blind, and that no man would have care of us. It is curiously limiting, too. One should sympathise with the entirety of life, not with life's sores and maladies merely, but with life's joy and beauty and energy and health and freedom. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#sympathy #beauty

And there, right in the middle of it, I find 'Forgive us our sins as we forgive those that sin against us.' There is no slightest suggestion that we are offered forgiveness on any other terms. It is made perfectly clear that if we do not forgive we shall not be forgiven. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#forgiveness

She's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only out of spite. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#resilience #spite #forgiveness

I put you through hell and then I only made it worse, all the mistakes I made trying to get you back.' 'I've forgiven you.' 'Forgive, yes. Understand, yes. Forget, no. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#elena-michaels #forgiveness

Sometimes a person needs to hear you forgive them so they can start to forgive themselves. ↗

— Rachel Gibson

#forgiveness

Forgiveness is the key to the heart's shackles. ↗

— Richard Paul Evans

#forgiveness

Run,” he whispered. “Run.” “No, Rand,” I said, brushing the dirt from his face. “I’m tired of running.” “Forgive me, please.” He clutched my hand as his eyes beseeched me through tears of pain. “You’re forgiven.” He sighed once, then stopped breathing. The shine in his brown eyes dulled. I pulled his hood over his head. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#yelena #forgiveness

But avoidance allows you to believe that you're making all kinds of strides when you're not. ↗

— Liz Murray

#forgiveness