#rid

Our religion is the sum total of our habits ↗

— Chauncey Riddle

#habits #religion #religion

We are the nation of human progress, and who will, what can, set limits to our onward march? ↗

— John L. O'Sullivan

#pride #inspirational

They [Erasers] were bad fliers," Angel chimed in, "And in their minds, they weren't all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap! ↗

— James Patterson

#erasers #flying #maximum-ride #wings #remember

He put the book down. “As you wish.” He rose and walked past me. I lowered my sword, expecting him to pass, but suddenly he stepped in dangerously close. “Welcome home. I’m glad you made it. There is coffee in the kitchen for you.” My mouth gaped open. He inhaled my scent, bent close, about to kiss me… I just stood there like an idiot. Curran smirked and whispered in my ear instead. “Psych.” And just like that, he was out the door and gone. Oh boy. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#curran #flirting #kate #princess-bride #awesome

For the believer, humility is honesty about one's greatest flaws to a degree in which he is fearless about truly appearing less righteous than another. ↗

— Criss Jami

#christianity #fearless #flaws #honesty #humble

Pride is always a better lever against the nobility than reason. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#pride #reason #nobility

I had been riding horses before my memory kicked in, so my life with horses had no beginning. It simply appeared from the fog of infancy. I survived a difficult childhood by traveling on the backs of horses, and in adulthood the pattern didn't change. ↗

— Monty Roberts

#beginning #childhood #horses #infancy #memory

No one said we had to spend every waking moment together, but at the end of the day and most of the time during, there is no one I would rather see, no one whose voice I would rather hear, and no one whose mind I would rather explore. I love you, Hyacinth Bridgerton. And I always will. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#gareth-st-clair #hyacinth-bridgerton #it-s-in-his-kiss #julia-quinn #love

What are we going to do, Ayden?" she whispered, glaring up at me. "I don't know," I confessed. "But how about we burn that bridge when we get there?" "I thought it was 'cross' that bridge?" I lightly poked her in the eye and she laughed. "No. We're burning bridges. Crossing is so overrated." I smiled and touched the corner of her eyes, captivated by the iridescent blues. "I think I like the sound of that," she whispered. "Yeah?" "Yeah. ↗

— Nadège Richards

#love #regrets #secrets #love

As he looked up at the clouds or down at the precipice, he realized that this woman was the most important thing in his life; that she was the explanation, the sole reason for the existence of those rocks, that sky, that winter. If she were not there with him, it wouldn't matter if all the angels of heaven came flying down to comfort him--Paradise would make no sense. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love #paulo-coelho #life