#w

No human being, when you understand his desires, is worthless. No one's life is nothing. Even the most evil of men and women, if you understand their hearts, had some generous act that redeems them, at least a little, from their sins. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#ender #ender-wiggin #life-lessons #life

I wear the chain I forged in life....I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#free-will #life

All sacrifice and suffering is redemptive. It is used to either teach the individual or to help others. Nothing is by chance. ↗

— Arthur J. Russell

#life #truth #wisdom #life

I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world. ↗

— Mary Anne Radmacher

#self #travel #world #life

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy. ↗

— Rabindranath Tagore

#acted #awoke #behold #dreamt #i

This is what I know. Don't settle for 40, 50, or even 80 percent. A relationship-it shouldn't be too small or too tight or even a little scratchy. It shouldn't take up space in your closet out of guilty conscience or convenience or a moment of desire. Do you hear me? It shold be perfect for you. It should be lasting. Wait. wait for 100 percent. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#love #perfect #relationship #settling #too-small

An elegant woman is a woman who despises you and has no hair under her arms. ↗

— Salvador Dalí

#women #life

Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers, 'cause they have a special ability built into them to love creatures that sting. It comes from years of loving children and husbands. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#life

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#life #sorrow #life

And when I saw him[my father] lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might be not. Either way, we're on our own. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#god #jace-wayland #life #mortal-instruments #life