#ran

Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that. ↗

— Rumi

#iran #rumi #rumi-poetry #inspirational

We are nearer to him than his jugular vein. ↗

— Anonymous

#god #inspiring #islam #quranic #inspirational

In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy and confusion. ↗

— Ishmael Beah

#gone #grandmother #inspiration #ishmael #long

Sesungguhnya, terlalu perhatiannya orangtua kita adalah gangguan terindah yang pernah bisa kita terima ↗

— Raditya Dika

#orangtua #inspirational

In the kingdom of glass everything is transparent, and there is no place to hide a dark heart. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#clear #dark #disguise #glass #heart

My early paintings weren't that good - I was very influenced by Francis Bacon. But there was a kind of intensity there. And however influenced they may have been by other people, even my earliest paintings were recognisably my own. ↗

— Julian Schnabel

#been #earliest #early #even #francis

I realized I didn't want to be a photographer. I gave it up, but I still worked that job in the restaurant and I found myself constantly hanging out in the kitchen. ↗

— Sally Schneider

#found #gave #hanging #i #job

Relegated as he was to a corner and as though sheltered behind the billiard table, the soldiers, their eyes fixed upon Enjolras, had not even noticed Grantaire, and the sergeant was preparing to repeat the order: 'Take aim!' when suddenly they heard a powerful voice cry out beside them, 'Vive la Republique! Count me in.' Grantaire was on his feet. The immense glare of the whole combat he had missed and in which he had not been, appeared in the flashing eyes of the transfigured drunkard. He repeated, 'Vive la Republique!' crossed the room firmly, and took his place in front of the muskets beside Enjolras. 'Two at one shot,' he said. And, turning toward Enjolras gently, he said to him, 'Will you permit it?' Enjolras shook his hand with a smile. The smile had not finished before the report was heard. Enjolras, pierced by eight bullets, remained backed up against the wall is if the bullets had nailed him there. Except that his head was tilted. Grantaire, struck down, collapsed at his feet. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#enjolras #grantaire #inspirational #revolution #inspirational

I want people to see how hard my husband and kids work on the ranch. ↗

— Ree Drummond

#how #husband #i #kids #people

As you walk, hop, hobble, or wheel Meeting people of different kinds, Remember that being handicapped Is only a state of mind ↗

— Stephen Cosgrove

#handicap #inspirational #lesson #tolerance #inspirational