#wall

Pride is often used as a way to protect our hearts and to hide the truth. Pride causes us to shut down and build walls. ↗

— Heather Bixler

#christian-living #god #inspirational-quotes #jesus #pride

If we take care of the customers and associates and grow the business, Wall Street will be pleased. ↗

— Lee Scott

#business #care #customers #grow #pleased

We can't choose where we come from but we can choose where we go from there. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#stephen-chbosky #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #inspirational

There are four kinds of people in the world, Ms. Harper. Those who build walls. Those who protect walls. Those who breach walls. And those who tear down walls. Much of life is discovering who you are. When you find out, you also realize there are places you can no longer go, things you can no longer do, words you can no longer say. ↗

— P.S. Baber

#life

Are you going to go down on your knees and beg for your life, old one?" Abbot Mortimer stared calmly into Cluny's savage eye. "I will never bend my knee on my own behalf. However, if I thought I could save the life of one of my friends I would gladly fall down on both knees. But I know you, Cluny, better than you know yourself. There is not a scrap of pity or mercy in your heart, only a burning desire for vengeance. Therefore, I will not kneel to one who is consumed by evil. ↗

— Brian Jacques

#kneel #redwall #life

The pictures we saw before we got down here didn't even touch the reality of what it is like being here. We can be right on the beach with all the devastation and still not be able to imagine what it was like when the wall of water actually came up. ↗

— Connie Sellecca

#actually #beach #before #being #came

You can't just sit there and put everyone's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#love

All the ideas in the universe can be described by words. Therefore, if you simply take all the words and rearrange them randomly enough times, you’re bound to hit upon at least a few great ideas eventually. Sausage donkey swallows flying guillotine, my love assembly line.
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— Jarod Kintz

#donkey #flying #greatness #ideas #random

I love London. I love everything about it. I love its palaces and its museums and its galleries, sure. But also, I love its filth, and damp, and stink. Okay, well, I don’t mean love, exactly. But I don’t mind it. Not any more. Not now I’m used to it. You don’t mind anything once you’re used to it. Not the graffiti you find on your door the week after you painted over it, or the chicken bones and cider cans you have to move before you can sit down for your damp and muddy picnic. Not the everchanging fast food joints – AbraKebabra to Pizza the Action to Really Fried Chicken – and all on a high street that despite its three new names a week never seems to look any different. Its tawdriness can be comforting, its wilfulness inspiring. It’s the London I see every day. I mean, tourists: they see the Dorchester. They see Harrods, and they see men in bearskins and Carnaby Street. They very rarely see the Happy Shopper on the Mile End Road, or a drab Peckham disco. They head for Buckingham Palace, and see waving above it the red, white and blue, while the rest of us order dansak from the Tandoori Palace, and see Simply Red, White Lightning, and Duncan from Blue. But we should be proud of that, too. Or, at least, get used to it. ↗

— Danny Wallace

#danny-wallace #london #food

...I still cannot tap on your walls and discover by the hollow or firm sounds which of your walls are merely decorative, and which ones hold everything up. ↗

— Philip J. Hilts

#memory #personality #understanding-others #nature