#ridge

I love you with everything I am, everything I've been, and everything I hope to be. I love you with my past, and I love you for my future. I love you for the children we'll have and for the years we'll have together. I love you for every one of my smiles and even more, for every one of your smiles. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#colin-bridgerton #love #love

She had been born for this man, and she had spent so many years trying to accept the fact that he had been born for someone else... ↗

— Julia Quinn

#colin-bridgerton #love #penelope-bridgerton #romancing-mr-bridgerton #love

I really love 'Bridget Jones's Diary' - and I love the book, too. You wonder how it ever got made into a movie. She's supposed to be chubby, and two of the hottest guys ever are straight-up fighting over her? ↗

— Mindy Kaling

#bridget #chubby #diary #ever #fighting

There have been some good studies done in California with Hispanic parents where in the course of a year, they have changed their entire nutritional intake for the better. The kid becomes, in a sense, the bridge between the educational process and the home. ↗

— C. Everett Koop

#been #better #between #bridge #california

I'm not perfect. Remember that, and try to forgive me when I fail you. ↗

— Elizabeth Lowell

#forgiveness #love #forgiveness

A portal is a transitionary device of sight or sound that functions as a sort of third gravitating body between the this and the that, pulling us toward itself, allowing us to bridge into the unknown from the known. ↗

— Roy H. Williams

#between #body #bridge #device #functions

I believe in communication; books communicate ideas and make bridges between people. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#believe #between #books #bridges #communicate

Sometimes, most times, when I think back to the people that I loved, the person that I was... I feel like I'm reading the pages of a book written about someone else's life. I can't believe that was me. I can't believe that was you. I can't believe there was an us. It's not that I regret it. It just doesn't feel like it happened to me and yet, I can't forget it. I feel like it's still refracting and reflecting back on me, haunting me. Jesus intercepted my mind, my thoughts, my mistakes, my shame. He's changed me from the inside out. But I'm afraid you still see the stain. Lord, let them see my heart, look at You and Your still-in-progress work of art. Help us all to look beyond our burned bridges, charred reputations, scattered shards of memories, and gaze at the One who took on the weight of all the hate to find the freedom in redemption that we all crave. ↗

— Katie Kiesler

#heart #jesus #mistakes #redemption #shame

His (Samuel Coleridge) dark senses were constantly in play, the frustration of them bringing illness. Weather and organic nature combined in a synaesthetic multi-media event, and this was the ground of all perception before it was divded up in daily living: the Primary Imagination giving way to the Secondary. Poetry was forever seeking a conscious return to this state, which existed all the time, whether he knew it or not. ↗

— Peter Redgrove

#inspiration #nature #poetry #samuel-taylor-coleridge #senses

What has influenced my life more than any other single thing has been my stammer. Had I not stammered I would probably... have gone to Cambridge as my brothers did, perhaps have become a don and every now and then published a dreary book about French literature. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#any #become #been #book #brothers