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The thankful heart and a praying mind are the revealer of the secrets of beauty. ↗

— Toba Beta

#revealer #secrets-of-beauty #thankful-heart #beauty

Felix,” he whispered. “Oh, little man. Oh, Felix. That fire… the fire is beautiful. ↗

— T.J. Klune

#beauty

To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#lovers #beauty

It's so difficult to love another person and yourself for who they are and not what they do or who they could be. To stay in this moment and know it in all its pleasure and its pain. The world is a beautiful place. How often do we say this aloud? ↗

— Vicki Forman

#love #potential #beauty

The desire to love someone always exceeds the desire to be loved by someone & that's exactly why we end up loving the person who doesn't deserve that LOVE. ↗

— Anirban Bose

#life #love #relationships #life

His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants' hall. ↗

— J. M. Barrie

#equal #equality #hall #his #lordship

I bare my nakedness to the world that the world may see who I am; not the mask that hides my flaws, not the mask that hides my beauty. I bask in the light and I take off the mask! ↗

— Jocelyn Soriano

#masks #motivational #truth #beauty

Kodan: “I had the good sense to win the hand of a woman as smart and kind as she is beautiful. If not more so.” Tava: “You mean you had the wit to blackmail me into following you home, where you promptly stole my heart,” she teased. Kodan: “That, too,” he agreed. “But I didn’t steal your heart. I merely exchanged it for mine. ↗

— Jean Johnson

#beauty

Divinity for the sake of the simple-minded is beautiful. Those theological assertions you write, say, or live by that you later feel foolish about, it means God still lives in you enough to tell you that they were indeed foolish. By mistakes you know you are alive. ↗

— Criss Jami

#assertions #beautiful #correction #divinity #foolish

She wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of cloth. I give her my troth for our love is whole; her breath is my wine, her scent is my soul. ↗

— Roman Payne

#love #loving #roman-payne #woman #beauty