#vin

driving at the speed limit--hideous thought. ↗

#edward-cullen #hideous-thought #midnight-sun #twilight #twilight

Kate, I admit that we aren’t in the easiest of situations. But are you always this . . . complicated?” I opened my mouth to say something, but Vincent shook his head, grinning. “Actually, don’t answer that. Of course you are. I wouldn’t be so totally into you if you weren’t. ↗

— Amy Plum

#until-i-die #vincent #kate

You never know!” Neith snapped. “The point is, I’ll survive the apocalypse. I can live off the land!” She jabbed a finger at me. “Did you know the palm tree has six different edible parts?” “Um—” “And I’ll never be bored,” Neith continued, “since I’m also the goddess of weaving. I have enough twine for a millennium of macramé!” I had no reply, as I wasn’t sure what macramé was. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#goddess #land #macrame #palm-tree #rick-riordan

I loved Enso Roshi’s teachings. I loved learning about life. I loved life. It was a good thing to feel. I loved life, and I loved learning, and I was still learning. I was not, yet, done. At the end of our journeys, there would be an end to the journey. Maybe. If I was lucky. If providence shone down upon me gently. I would find love. I would find acceptance. Complete love. Complete acceptance. I would know, that the self, is an illusion. I would come to enlightenment, but that would also mean, there would be no ‘I’ there. I would realize that the ‘I’ was an illusion, all along, just like some great dream. This is what the wise sages say, the great teachings, the mystical teachings, not only from the East, but also from the West. The Gospel of Saint Thomas. Thomas Merton. Thomas, like I was Thomas, and also doubting, the main reasons I’d chosen the name. If nothing else, it was lovable, just as it is. My life. Even the parts I didn’t love, could I love them? The struggles. It was all part of the journey, and would I not look back fondly on this, at some time? Look at how arduous and sincere I’d been. Look at how worried I’d been. Look at how insecure I’d been. Look at how I’d struggled. Trying to find my way. Would I not look back upon myself, affectionately and fondly and with love? ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#buddhism #enlightenment #journey #love #loving-one-s-self

Only when you give from the heart does it make the giving whole. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#giving-awagiving-and-receiving #stephen-richards #stephen-richards-self-help #y #stephen-richards

Every sunrise is an invitation for us to arise and brighten someone's day. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#generosity #giving #good-deeds #helping #kindness

Creating means living. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #literature #literature-quotes #living #poems

I travel, always arriving in the same place. ↗