#ren

The Nazis had broken our windows and torn apart our furniture, but they had not destroyed our selves. ↗

— Robert Sharenow

#courage

The tears are falling freely now, and I don't care if he sees them. They're tears of relief for my nephew, worry for my grandfather and my brother, and shame for my mistake. I figure I earned them. ↗

— Teresa R. Funke

#courage #crying #inspiration #tears #war

Success is not final, failure is not fatal. It is the courage to carry on that counts. Winston Churchill ↗

— H.A. Corby

#florence #italy #murder #mystery #renaissance

Apparently, philosophy persists, even though less obviously and less insistently than once. If John has trimmed his interests to conform to the expectations of the adult world, that's a shame. But if he has simply moved on to other interests, that's natural enough. There's more to life than philosophy. ↗

— Gareth B. Matthews

#philosophy #nature

Come, my child," I said, trying to lead her away. "Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries." "Good-bye, poor hare!" Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child. "Oh, my darling, my darling!" she moaned, over and over again. "And God meant your life to be so beautiful! ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#children-s-literature #death #dying #god #grief

Hope finds its fulfillment when nurtured through faith and shared with love. ↗

— Mollie Marti

#compassion #happiness #hope #kindness #strength

Death is only as strong as you believe it to be. ↗

— Amy Neftzger

#life-and-death #strength #death

In such a beast as this..." (he means the army)"...it was the collective power that went, collapsing like a long-exhausted animal, at once falling under its own weight as much as that of its enemy. It was a collective death and not a matter of bravery or even strength, and once it was down it was finished as a battle. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#battle #beast #bravery #collaps #collective

Poor Father, I see his final exploration. He arrives at the new place, his hair risen in astonishment, his mouth and eyes dumb. His toe scuffs a soft storm of sand, he kneels and his arms spread in pantomimic celebration, the immigrant, as in every moment of his life, arriving eternally on the shore of his Self. ↗

— E.L. Doctorow

#immigrant #salvation #self #self-awareness #death

Strange combination, isn't it--gratitude and resentment? But this is the way I think. Actually, I think everybody thinks that way. Even the children of the humans who died long ago, I think they lived their lives holding similar contradictory thoughts about their parents. They were raised to learn about love and death, and they lived out their lives passing from the sunny spots to the shady spots of this world. ↗

— Otsuichi

#contradictions #contradictory #death #epiphany #gratitude