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There are no ordinary moments.


Dan Millman


#ordinary

Leave the problems of God to God and karma to karma. Today you're here and nothing you do will change that. Today you are alive and here and honored and blessed with good fortune. Look at this suset, it's beautiful, neh? This sunset exists. Tomorrow does not exist. There is only now. Please look. It is so beautiful and it will never happen ever again, never, not this sunset, never in all infinity. Lose yourself in it, make yourself one with nature and do not worry about karma, yours, mine, or that of the village.


James Clavell


#carpe-diem #how-to-live #live-in-the-moment #beauty

Milton's Eve! Milton's Eve! ... Milton tried to see the first woman; but Cary, he saw her not ... I would beg to remind him that the first men of the earth were Titans, and that Eve was their mother: from her sprang Saturn, Hyperion, Oceanus; she bore Prometheus" -- "Pagan that you are! what does that signify?" "I say, there were giants on the earth in those days: giants that strove to scale heaven. The first woman's breast that heaved with life on this world yielded the daring which could contend with Omnipotence: the stregth which could bear a thousand years of bondage, -- the vitality which could feed that vulture death through uncounted ages, -- the unexhausted life and uncorrupted excellence, sisters to immortality, which after millenniums of crimes, struggles, and woes, could conceive and bring forth a Messiah. The first woman was heaven-born: vast was the heart whence gushed the well-spring of the blood of nations; and grand the undegenerate head where rested the consort-crown of creation. ... I saw -- I now see -- a woman-Titan: her robe of blue air spreads to the outskirts of the heath, where yonder flock is grazing; a veil white as an avalanche sweeps from hear head to her feet, and arabesques of lighting flame on its borders. Under her breast I see her zone, purple like that horizon: through its blush shines the star of evening. Her steady eyes I cannot picture; they are clear -- they are deep as lakes -- they are lifted and full of worship -- they tremble with the softness of love and the lustre of prayer. Her forehead has the expanse of a cloud, and is paler than the early moon, risen long before dark gathers: she reclines her bosom on the ridge of Stilbro' Moor; her mighty hands are joined beneath it. So kneeling, face to face she speaks with God. That Eve is Jehova's daughter, as Adam was His son.


Charlotte Brontë


#empowerment #eve #gender #god #godliness

Two kinds of women in this world: those who have breast cancer and those who're scared to death of getting it. Articles (men) skip on the way to the sports section? I clip out and keep in a drawer next to my bed.


S. Epatha Mekerson


#health #women #death

Men are from Earth, women are from Earth. Deal with it.


George Carlin


#equality #feminism #humanism #humor #inspirational

Elizabeth Cady read the nation's great Declaration, and it bothered her. All men are created equal, it said. But what about women?


Joy Hakim


#women-s-history #equality

The door wasn’t closing. Shiloh’s spirit opened up as she considered the possibilities.


Stacy Hawkins Adams


#fiction #identity #personal-growth #women-s-fiction #faith

Women may fall when there's no strength in men. Act II


William Shakespeare


#marriage #men #wisdom #women #faith

It’s me, you fool. Who do you think it is? I’m coming in.” He was already naked. She turned away from him as he slipped in by her side but he caught her in his arms and felt her body thaw his belly and thighs. That was all, just to lie there listening to the breathing and the silence and feel the warmth colour his belly and thighs and head. She never wore clothes in bed. They were naked and the warmth run out of her. He wanted to laugh, because it was such a marvelous discovery to make, this warmth. She was hissing like a snake. “No, it’s wrong.” She went on hissing. She brought an elbow back smartly and struck him in the paunch. She seemed all elbows, shoulder blades and heels. It was like trying to make love to a dough-mixing machine. She wanted it, didn’t she, otherwise why all this hissing and moaning?


P.H. Newby


#sex #women #love

Women weren't to be trusted. Or forgiven. Men weren't to be trusted either. Not a woman alive would dispute that.


Margaret Way


#forgiveness #men #trust #women #forgiveness






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