#soul

A soul that is transformed by principles exudes holiness and a sense of pureness that is beyond our imagination. ↗

— Garey Gordon

#pureness #soul #imagination

She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her. ↗

— Laurie Halse Anderson

#hurt #inspirational #life #soul #inspirational

Reading feeds the soul, writing nourishes it! ↗

— J.C. McClean

#life #reading #soul #writing #inspirational

The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamouring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of contemplation. The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#sea #soul #speak #waves #inspirational

After the rains departed the skies and settled on earth - clear skies; moist brilliant earth - greater clarity returned to life alone with the blue above and made the world below rejoice with the freshness of the recent rain. It left heaven in our souls and a freshness in our hearts. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#rains #souls #life

My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my soul; I am only its noisiest passenger. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#cannot #captain #collaborated #directed #extent

A feather when viewed separately may seem like only a feather, But when seen through the eyes of truth it is a sacred instrument that lifts a bird in flight. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#feather #inspiration #inspirational #instrument #sacred-instrument

Sesuatu yang tidak pernah dilihat bukan berrati tidak ada dan tidak nyata ↗

— rahmahasyiah

#inspiration #soul #inspirational

Any time a stipulation on love is present, unconditional love is not. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#inspiration #inspirational-quotes #joy #life-purpose #peace

Wear that scarf," he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes." Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me," he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something." Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you?" Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment?" "I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two." "I said newest, not youngest," Alec snapped. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #city-of-lost-souls #fight #humor #jealousy