#others

Ónen i-estel edain, ú-chebin estel anim. (I gave Hope to the Dúnedain, I have kept none for myself.) (Gilraen's linnod) ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#inspirational #others #inspirational

I just want to make sure Mama. Sometimes I don’t even know what I want. A lot of times I’m just tired.” Mama reached up and smoothed Liza’s curls away from her face. “Well darlin’, that’s the sign of a life being lived. I think we’re all tired when we’re giving it our best. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#inspirational #life #moms #mothers #inspirational

We all have the best laid plans for our children, and they go and ruin it all by growing up any way they want to. What the hell was it all for, then? (Real Life and Liars) ↗

— Kristina Riggle

#fiction #life #mothers #parenting #poignant

I'm starting to think that maybe this world is just a place for us to learn we need each other more than we want to admit. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#helping-others #learning #life #meaning-of-life #need

In the end, those who demean others only disrespect themselves. ↗

— D.B. Harrop

#life-lessons #respecting-others #respecting-yourself #thoughts-on-life #life

But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#mothers #mothers-love #life

Have a big enough heart to love unconditionally, and a broad enough mind to embrace the differences that make each of us unique. ↗

— D.B. Harrop

#life-lessons #life-philosophy #love #respect-yourself #respecting-others

To love, and be loved, this is the greatest challenge that any of us face in our lives. ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#acceptance-of-others #love #lovers-quarrel #relationship #self-acceptance

As long as men massacre animals, they will kill each other. Indeed, he who sows the seeds of murder and pain cannot reap the joy of love. ↗

— Pythagoras

#massacre #thought-provoking #love

These stories had intrigued her with their strange mix of violence and love, so unlike the distant, passionless affection of her own mother. She thought, she hoped, that the handkerchief was something fantastic, like a piece of a tale, but real, and just for her, a symbol of the real, hidden love of her mother. ↗

— Shannon Hale

#mothers-and-daughters #love