#soul

Your eyes show the strength of your soul. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#strength

She turned and looked at him. "Ducks?" she said again. A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. "I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #ducks #jace #smile

Jordan doesn't really care about the blood," Simon said now. "His whole thing is about me being comfortable with what I am. Get in touch with your inner vampire, blah, blah." Clary slid in next to him onto the bed and hugged a pillow. "Is your inner vampire different from your...outer vampire?" "Definitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora. I'm fighting it." Clary smiled faintly. "So your inner vampire is Magnus? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #inner-vampire #magnus-bane #simon-lewis #smile

Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey. ↗

— John O'Donohue

#soul #trust

Don't Gain The World & Lose Your Soul, Wisdom Is Better Than Silver Or Gold. ↗

— Bob Marley

#soul #wealth #wisdom #wisdom

You never cared that I was your sister before.” “Didn’t I?” His black eyes flicked up and down her. “Our father’s dead,” he said. “There are no other relatives. You and I, we are the last. The last of the Morgensterns. You are the only one left whose blood runs in my veins, too. You are my last chance. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #sebastian-verlac #chance

What do you want?" "Just coffee. Black - like my soul. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#soul #want

I know the truth, and I will tell you now: He was admired, loved, cheered, honored, respected. In life as well as in death. A great man, he is. A great man, he was. A great man he will be. He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave. And I knew, as Denny sped me toward the doctor who would fix me, that if I had already accomplished what I set out to accomplish here on earth, if I had already learned what I was meant to learn, I would have left the curb one second later than I had, and I would have been killed instantly by that car. But I was not killed. Because I was not finished. I still had work to do. ↗

— Garth Stein

#life #soul #art

Books are the mirrors of the soul. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#metaphor #soul #acting

Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words. ↗

— Rumi

#celaleddin #inadequacy-of-words #inner #language #mawlana