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Life will follow the path it started upon, and will neither reverse nor check its course; it will make no noise, it will not remind you of its swiftness. Silent it will glide on; it will not prolong itself at the command of a king, or at the applause of the populace. Just as it was started on its first day, so it will run; nowhere will it turn aside, nowhere will it delay. ↗
Allora ti piace l’amore?” “ E’ pericoloso. Ci scappano ferite e poi per la giustizia altre ferite. Non è serenata al balcone, somiglia a una mareggiata di libeccio, strapazza il mare sopra, e sotto lo rimescola. Non lo so se mi piace. ↗
زندگی میں ایک چیز ہوتی ہے جسے کمرامائز کہتے ہیں. پرسکون زندگی گزارنے کے لئیے اسکی ضرورت پڑتی ہے.جس چیز کو تم بدل نہ سکو اسکے ساتھ کمپرومائز کر لیا کرو مگر اپنی کسی بھی خواہش کو جنون مت بنایا کرو. زندگی میں کچھ چیزیں اسي ہیں جو ہمیں نہیں مل سکتيں. چاہے ہم روۓ چلائيں یا بچوں کی طرح ایڑیاں رگڑیں کیونکے وہ کھخ دوسرے کے لیے ہوتی ہیں جیسے تمہارے پیرنٹس کسی اور کے پیرنٹس ہیں. تمہارا گھر کس اور کا گھر ہے مگر اسکا یہ مطلب نہیں کہ ہوتا کہ زندگی میں ہمارے لیے کچھ ہوتا ہی نہیں. کچہ نا کچھ ہمارے لیے بھی ہوتا ہے. ↗
What did Ethan care? _He_ had no trouble navigating. This was because he’d lived all his life in one house, was Macon’s theory; while a person who’d been moved around a great deal never acquired a fixed point of reference but wandered forever in a fog — adrift upon the planet, helpless, praying that just by luck he might stumble across his destination. ↗
I considered him and felt the now familiar crush of emotions weighing on me, begging me to cave in and fall into his strong arms. I pushed back with every ounce of energy I had left. Every time I trusted someone, I got hurt. Every time I let go, I was let down. Not again. I would drive them away before the left. ↗
#glenn-beck #trust #life
I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night. ↗
#christian-fiction #good-reads #horror #redemption #solitary
Why is it we must suffer the loss of something so dear before we realize what a treasure we had? Why must the sun be darkened before we feel how genuinely impossible it is to live without its warmth? Why within the misery of absence does love grow by such bounds? Why must life be this way? It is a strange existence where such suffering makes us far better people. ↗
