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عندما يمنحك الله الحياة ، من واجبك (ومن حقك ككائن بشري) أن تجد شيئًا جميلًا فيها ، مهما كان ضئيلًا ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#god #life #novel #faith

No matter how hard it is, or how hard it gets, don't ever, ever, ever lose hope! ↗

— Jim Yackel

#faith #fiction-novel #hope #inspirational #peace

If you surround yourself with the good and righteous, they can only raise you up. If you surround yourself with the others, they will drag you down into the doldrums of mediocrity, and they will keep you there, but only as long as you permit it. ↗

— Mark Glamack

#books #family #fantasy #friends #novel

We all fight for money, some for power, but most of all for love. But me, I fight to become a champion. ↗

— Jonathan Anthony Burkett

#book #boxing #boxing-champion #drama #family

The morning was brisk and the coffee was hot and roasted with little gurgles in the room. Rosie hadn’t moved, but she let out a tiny snore every now and again that made everything perfect. ↗

— Ruth McLeod-Kearns

#bond #daughter #ebook #family #fiction

To forgive or not to forgive... are those my only choices? ↗

— Natsuki Takaya

#graphic-novels #manga #natsuki-takaya #tohru #tohru-honda

The hotness of a sex scene lies in the loins of the beholder. ↗

— J.Leigh Hunter

#erotica-romance #humor #romance-funny #romance-novels #sex

There is much to discover that's not on the back cover! ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#back-covers #book #book-cover #book-cover-quotes #book-covers

I think: perhaps the sky is a huge sea of fresh water and we, instead of walking under it, walk on top of it; perhaps we see everything upside down and the earth is a kind of sky, so that when we die, when we die, we fall and sink into the sky. The Implacable Order of Things ↗

— José Luís Peixoto

#novels #inspirational

Irma, she said. But I had started to walk away. I heard her say some more things but by then I had yanked my skirt up and was running down the road away from her and begging the wind to obliterate her voice. She wanted to live with me. She missed me. She wanted me to come back home. She wanted to run away. She was yelling all this stuff and I wanted so badly for her to shut up. She was quiet for a second and I stopped running and turned around once to look at her. She was a thimble-sized girl on the road, a speck of a living thing. Her white-blond hair flew around her head like a small fire and it was all I could see because everything else about her blended in with the countryside. He offered you a what? she yelled. An espresso! I yelled back. It was like yelling at a shorting wire or a burning bush. What is it? she said. Coffee! I yelled. Irma, can I come and live-- I turned around again and began to run. ↗

— Miriam Toews

#fiction #funny #inspirational #literature #novel