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Teagan - "What is it?" Garreth - "No one's ever prayed for me before. I've always heard your prayers. You prayed for me to come to you when you had a bad dream. I even heard you pray for a perfect, selfless, superwonderful boy to fall in love with. But I've never heard you pray for me. ↗

— Jennifer Murgia

#garreth #star #teagan #dreams

You are in a prison with no bars. I worry about you. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#john #phurry #prison

I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#obsession #slavery #kill

You came so that you could learn about your dreams," said the old woman. "And dreams are the language of God. When he speaks in our language, I can interpret what he has said. But if he speaks in the language of the soul, it is only you who can understand. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#inspirational #the-alchemist #dreams

The boldness of his mind was sheathed in a scabbard of politeness. ↗

— Dumas Malone

#boldness #courtesy #mind #politeness #scabbard

The ever more sophisticated weapons piling up in the arsenals of the wealthiest and the mightiest can kill the illiterate, the ill, the poor and the hungry, but they cannot kill ignorance, illness, poverty or hunger. ↗

— Fidel Castro

#ignorance #illness #oppression #poverty #war

Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again! ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#expletives #night

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a stand still in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and a passion unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; and let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily ressurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#passion #reason #soul #destruction

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#heathcliff #destruction

Each memory was brought to life before me and within me. I could not avoid them. Neither could I rationalize, explain away. I could only re-experience with total cognizance, unprotected by pretense. Self delusion was impossible, truth exposed in this blinding light. Nothing as I thought it had been. Nothing as I hoped it had been. Only as it had been. ↗

— Richard Matheson

#life #death