#souls

Humble souls are fearful of their own strength. ↗

— William Gurnall

#humble #own #souls #strength #their

Our Father and Our God, unto thee, O Lord we lift our souls. ↗

— William Pennington

#father #god #lift #lord #our

Our souls may lose their peace and even disturb other people's, if we are always criticizing trivial actions - which often are not real defects at all, but we construe them wrongly through our ignorance of their motives. ↗

— Saint Teresa

#always #construe #criticizing #defects #disturb

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. ↗

— Emily Bronte

#his #made #mine #our #same

Well-meaning, helpful, good-natured attitudes of mind have not come to be honored on account of their usefulness, but because they are states of richer souls that are capable of bestowing and have their value in the feeling of the plenitude of life. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#good-natured #helpful #life #plenitude #richness

There's nothing wrong with you..not even the darkest corner of that beautiful soul. ~ Hunter ↗

— Vicki Pettersson

#hunter #jo #olivia #zodiac #beauty

Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone's belongings strewn all over the landing with a note attached to a jacket lapel addressed to "A lying liar who lies." Right now there was a bouquet of flowers taped to the door with a card tucked among the blooms that read I'M SORRY. That was the thing about New York: you always knew more about your neighbors' business than you wanted to. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#apartment #cassandra-clare #city-of-lost-souls #funny #humor

Two turtle doves will show thee Where my cold ashes lie And sadly murmuring tell thee How in tears I did die ↗

— Nikolai Gogol

#crying #dead-souls #death #doves #loneliness

Black for hunting through the night For death and sorrow, the color’s white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown, And red to call enchantment down. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#shadowhunter #death

A people whose souls are so little tuned to joy. ↗

— John Wilkes

#little #people #souls #tuned #whose