#ted

There's not a liberal America and a conservative America - there's the United States of America. ↗

— Barack Obama

#conservative #liberal #states #united #united states

Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence. ↗

— Alysha Speer

#exhausted #honor #me #presents #sharden

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth that ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Whatever you can do, or dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Begin it now. ↗

— William Hutchison Murray

#committed #creatiion #initiative #magic #power

Oh why rebuke you him that loves you so? / Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#unrequited-love #dreams

I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored, or failures at something else. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#bored #does #else #failures #i

The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read. ↗

— Mark Twain

#attributed-no-source #literacy #read

When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#misattributed #tenacity #end

For even the very wise cannot see all ends. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#prophecy #unanticipated #wise

It is amazing what one ray of sunshine can do for a man! ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#insult

In a lightning-fast move, he placed both of his hands on the brick wall, caging me with his body. He leaned toward me and my heart shifted into a gear I didn't know existed. His warm breath caressed my neck, melting my frozen skin. I tilted my head, waiting for the solid warmth of his body on mine. I could see his eyes again and those dark orbs screamed hunger . "I heard a rumor." "What's that?" I struggled to get out. "It's your birthday." Terrified speaking would break the spell, I licked my suddenly dry lips and nodded. "Happy birthday." Noah drew his lips closer to mine; that sweet musky smell overwhelmed my senses. I could almost taste his lips when he unexpectedly took a step back, inhaling deeply. The cold air slapped me into the land of sober. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#noah-hutchins #swoons #unexpected