#ren

The rich are different from you and me because they have more credit. ↗

— John Leonard

#credit #different #me #more #rich

If we knew how to find the lost, we would know how to rediscover the parts of our minds left behind in battle. ↗

— Margarita Engle

#poetry #the-surrender-tree #war #freedom

God take what He would," she said. And He did, and He did, and He did and then gave her Halle who gave her freedom when it didn't mean a thing. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#common #freedom #god #loss #freedom

The best fighter is never angry. ↗

— Lao Tzu

#anger-management #ataraxy #bushido #inner-peace #martial-arts

What is freedom? It consists in two things: to know each his own limitations and accept them – that is the same thing as to know oneself, and accept oneself as one is, without fear, or envy, or distaste; and to recognise and accept the conditions under which one lives, also without fear or envy, or distaste. When you do this, you shall be free. ↗

— Ann Bridge

#happiness #self-acceptance #self-awareness #freedom

Words to invoke peace & awareness. Words to create freedom and fairness. Words to plant sacred seeds. and sing us back into balance. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#balance #create #fair #fariness #freedom

I don't think any child could really be happy between five and eight away from their parents. ↗

— Tina Louise

#away #be happy #between #child #could

Florence had the Alberti fighting for freedom, but never had real Jacobins. It experienced the Viva Maria insurrections, but never really witnessed strong extremist passions. Using the comparison of the colours universally celebrated by Stendhal, we can say that the Florentine red rather resembled a pink and that the black looked more like a grey. ↗

— Franco Cardini

#freedom

Quid nomen tibi est? She was not about to offer her name up to a stranger. It was almost the only thing she possessed that nobody had stolen. ↗

— Ruth Downie

#self-possession #self-worth #strength-of-a-woman #strength-through-adversity #freedom

Oh, why did nobody warn me?" cried Grimes in agony. "I should have been told. They should have told me in so many words. They should have warned me about Flossie, not about the fires of hell. I've risked them, and I don't mind risking them again, but they should have told me about marriage. They should have told me that at the end of that gay journey and flower-strewn path were the hideous lights of home and the voices of children. ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#marriage #home