#stephen

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back. ↗

— Stephen King

#full-dark-no-stars #morbid #stephen-king #death

Circumstances, knowledge or birth do not determine the realisation of your desires. It is only you who are blocking the achievement of your dreams and goals. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#mind-body-spirit #mind-power #money #motivational #new-age

The gratitude that you feel leads to faith in the abundance and with every resonance that radiates from your mind more strong feelings of faith start to reside in you. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#mind-body-spirit #mind-power #money #motivational #new-age

A broken friendship that is mended through forgiveness can be even stronger than it once was. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#forgiveness #forgiveness-chance-love-equality #forgiving #forgiving-others #forgiving-yourself

It took only seconds for me to make these discoveries, but even in that short time, my stomach nearly jumped through my mouth trying to reach the food. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#the-host #food

Friendship gives us the strength to turn from lambs into lions. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#friendly #friends #friendship #friendship-and-love #friendship-true-and-loyal

Stand out from the crowd, be yourself. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#cosmic-ordering #law-of-attraction #mind-body-spirit #mind-power #money

Um," Doc said in a mild voice, "medically speaking, I'm not sure that was the most helpful thing for his condition." "But I feel better," Jared answered, sullen. Doc smiled the tiniest smile. "Well, maybe a few more minutes of unconsciousness won't kill him. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#jared #stephenie-meyer #the-host #humor

What can I give you, Wanda?” he insisted. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice steady.“Give me a lie, Jared. Tell me you want me to stay.” There was no hesitation this time. His arms wound around me in the dark, held me securely against his chest. He pressed his lips against my forehead, and I felt his breath move my hair when he spoke. Melanie was holding her breath in my head. She was trying to bury herself again, trying to give memy freedom for these last minutes. Maybe she was afraid to listen to these lies. She wouldn't want this memory when I was gone. “Stay here, Wanda. With us. Withme. I don't want you to go. Please. I can't imagine having you gone. I can't see that. I don't know how to… how to…” His voice broke. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#imagination

In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all. ↗

— Stephen King

#life #roland #stephen-king #time #wind-through-the-keyhole