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The human heart is a healer, which heals both others and ourselves. ↗

— Swami Dhyan Giten

#heart #joy #love #meditation #spirituality

There would be no more offerings. Not this day. Not any day. Humankind had suffered enough for its love of gods, its long search for God. He thought of the many centuries in which his people, the Jews, had negotiated with God, complaining, bickering, decrying the unfairness of things but always - always - returning to obedience at whatever the cost. Generations dying in the ovens of hatred. Future generations scarred by the cold fires of radiation and renewed hatred. ↗

— Dan Simmons

#hatred #obedience #religion #searching #suffering

A diamond, is a woman's last resort to love. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#last-love #love

Can we love what will swallow us when we are gone? I do. ↗

— Linda Hogan

#love

Did you know that true love asks for nothing? Her Acceptance is the way we pay. ↗

— Stevie Wonder

#true-love #love

Never judge yourself by the narrow standards of others. What we do together here is our business, nobody else's. Never, never doubt what we have just done is anything but love. Never let yourself be restricted by thoughts of what society would have you do, what it would accept or condemn. Please promise me that. ↗

— Lynne Connolly

#business

I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.” And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bound #break #breath #breeze

He put his forehead against hers. “Alannah, my heart is yours.” He said softly. “And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping.” Her last words falling to a strained whisper. ↗

— B.C. Morin

#faeries #honor #hurt #love #pain

A heart weighs more when it splits in two ↗

— Mitch Albom

#love #love

Every young lady may feel for my heroine in this critical moment, for every young lady has at some time or other known the same agitation. All have been, or at least all have believed themselves to be, in danger from the pursuit of some one they wished to avoid; and all have been anxious for the attentions of someone they wished to please. ↗

— Jane Austen

#classics #love #page- #love