#w

To begin to think with purpose, is to enter the ranks of those strong ones who only recognize failure as one of the pathways to attainment. ↗

— James Allen

#begin #enter #failure #ones #only

His hands tightened on her shoulders as the truth washed over him. My God, she really had told him yes. He opened his mouth to ask if she was certain then didn’t. If he did, she might change her mind, and he had no intention of giving her that opportunity. Underneath his hands, her shoulders quivered. She raised her gaze to him again, and his heart plunged into the depths. She had her lower lip trapped between her teeth, and her eyes were tormented pools of blue green. His heart broke just looking at her. She was not in love with him. He knew that. Her acceptance of him had nothing to do with the sort of desperate longing he had for her. Not that he hadn’t known that the first time he proposed to her, but to have her say yes out of despair added an edge of pain to his euphoria. He knew she wasn’t indifferent to him, after all, and for the moment, that sufficed to keep the hurt at arm’s length. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#carolyn-jewel #scandal #sophie #change

He who has conquered doubt and fear has conquered failure. ↗

— James Lane Allen

#doubt #failure #fear #who

Teachers were not allowed to beat children as they did in the past, although, Mma Ramotswe reflected, there were some boys-and indeed some young men-who might have been greatly improved by moderate physical correction. The apprentices, for example: would it help if Mr. J.L.B. Matekoni resorted to physical chastisement-nothing severe, of course-but just an occasional kick in the seat of the pants while they were bending over to change a tyre or something like that? The thought made her smile. She would even offer to administer the kick herself, which she imagined might be oddly satisfying, as one of the apprentices, the one who still kept on about girls, had a largeish bottom which she thought would be quite comfortable to kick. How enjoyable it would be to creep up behind him and kick him when he was least expecting it, and then to say: Let that be a lesson! That was all one would have to say, but it would be a blow for women everywhere. ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#blow #bottom #humor #kick #women

Only the dead have seen the end of the war. ↗

— George Santayana

#dead #end #only #seen

Will is to grace as the horse is to the rider. ↗

— Saint Augustine

#horse #rider #will

l'inégalité majeure entre les humains, celle qui les sépare de la manière la plus irrémédiable, celle à laquelle le progrès, l'Histoire, la bonne volonté des uns ou des autres, ne peuvent, pour l'heure, à peu près rien, ce n'est ni la fortune, ni le savoir, ni le pouvoir, ni le savoir-pouvoir, ni aucune des autres grâces que dispensent la nature ou le monde, mais cet autre partage qui, dans les situations de détresse extrême, distingue ceux qui ont la chance de pouvoir s'en aller et ceux qui savent qu'ils vont rester. Les alliés des damnés d'un côté ; les amis du Job moderne ; les compagnons d'un jour ou de quelques jours ; les infiltrés ; les mercenaires du Bien ; tous ces bienheureux qui, quelque part qu'ils prennent à la souffrance des autres, quelque ardeur qu'ils mettent à militer, sympathiser, se faire les porte-voix des sans-voix, aller sur le terrain, crapahuter, les suivre dans leurs tranchées, sous leurs bombes, le font tout en sachant qu'il y a cette petite différence qui change tout : ils partiront, eux, quand ils voudront... (ch. 15 Arendt, Sarajevo : qu'est-ce qu'être damné ?) ↗

— Bernard-Henri Lévy

#war #change

Eighty percent of success is showing up. ↗

— Woody Allen

#eighty #percent #showing #showing up #success is

There are but two types of men who desire war: those who haven’t the slightest intention of fighting it themselves, and those who haven’t the slightest idea what it is. … Any man who has seen the face of death knows better than to seek him out a second time. ↗

— Seth Grahame-Smith

#vampires #war #death

The question is, did you get your life-changing experience?" Amy looked at Matt and smiled. "I did." Matt's entire heart turned over in his chest. "Damn," he said, pulling her in. "Damn, I love you." "Watch the arm!" Josh warned. "He's not watching that arm," Ty said as Matt kissed Amy again. ↗

— Jill Shalvis

#josh-scott #lucille #matt-bowers #ty-garrison #change