#so

How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? ↗

— Dr. Seuss

#soon #time #night

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a stand still in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and a passion unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; and let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily ressurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#passion #reason #soul #destruction

What if you find your soul mate...at the wrong time? ↗

— Lauren Kate

#luce-and-daniel #lucinda-price #passion #romance #soulmates

I think each village was meant to feel pity for its own sick and poor whom it can help and I doubt if it is the duty of any private person to fix his mind on ills which he cannot help. This may even become an escape from the works of charity we really can do to those we know. God may call any one of us to respond to some far away problem or support those who have been so called. But we are finite and he will not call us everywhere or to support every worthy cause. And real needs are not far from us. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#escape

Our problems stem from our acceptance of this filthy, rotten system. ↗

— Dorothy Day

#social-justice #society #justice

Never pray for justice, because you might get some. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#get #justice #might #never #pray

If you tremble with indignation at every injustice then you are a comrade of mine. ↗

— Ernesto Guevara

#social-justice #justice

I don't want tea, I want justice! ↗

— Ally Carter

#justice #tea #justice

There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction. ↗

— Salvador Dali

#die #going #i #i think #satisfaction

Where's Lucy?" I asked the others. "At the farmhouse," Nicholas said with grim satisfaction. "How'd you manage that?" "She's in a closet." Solange rolled her eyes. I stared at Nicholas. "You locked your girlfriend in a closet? Smooth." "She's going to eviscerate him," Quinn said cheerfully. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#logan #lucy #quinn #solange #satisfaction