“Accepting who you truly are is one of the bravest things a person can do.”
~ Alexandria Rogers, The Witch, The Sword, And The Cursed Knights
The Witch, The Sword, And The Cursed Knightsby Alexandria Rogers
300
The Throne of Glass Series by Sara J. Maas
723
“You could rattle the stars,” she whispered. “You could do anything, if only you dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
In Proper Figures
323
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience and soon we shall see them in proper figures. ~ Joseph Addison
Things That’ll Settle In The Soul
277
I don’t care for things I can’t take with me after I die. Give me love. Moments. Purpose. Things that’ll settle in the soul. ~ A. R. Lucas
Love In A Heavy Coat
766
And when I turned to face grief, I saw that it was just love in a heavy coat. ~ Shannon Barry
The Most Beautiful People
342
The most beautiful people have known defeat suffering struggle loss & found their way out of the depths They have an appreciation a sensitivity & an understanding of life that fills them w/ compassion
The Past Is A Country
302
It may be argued that the past is a country from which we all have emigrated, that its loss is part of our common humanity. ~ Salman Rushdie
Faces Song
1027
Sometimes when I close my eyes
faces come to mind,
of people who have touched my life
Along the paths of time.
I see a long lost smile I feel an old embrace
My chest swells in wistfulness
At the memory of a face.
The Old Man And The Sea By Ernest Hemingway
1165
In this tale of inward struggle and personal triumph, an old fisherman reaches within the depths of himself to fight the good fight and wrestle with the fish of his dreams alone on the ocean.
The Lonely Ache
432
The lonely ache is here again
It likes to strike in the wee AM
Ghosts of loved ones haunt my mind
Some living, some dead, all removed by time
The deep ache hurts but pain tinges sweet
With memories renewed in each heart beat.
A pang of longing for special guests.
Who now only remain in my lonely breast.
It’s a paradox to have a heart so full
Yet also empty with this pain so dull.
And I wait once more for the sun to rise.
To renew my soul and dry my eyes.
300
The Throne of Glass Series by Sara J. Maas
723
“You could rattle the stars,” she whispered. “You could do anything, if only you dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
In Proper Figures
323
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience and soon we shall see them in proper figures. ~ Joseph Addison
Things That’ll Settle In The Soul
277
I don’t care for things I can’t take with me after I die. Give me love. Moments. Purpose. Things that’ll settle in the soul. ~ A. R. Lucas
Love In A Heavy Coat
766
And when I turned to face grief, I saw that it was just love in a heavy coat. ~ Shannon Barry
The Most Beautiful People
342
The most beautiful people have known defeat suffering struggle loss & found their way out of the depths They have an appreciation a sensitivity & an understanding of life that fills them w/ compassion
The Past Is A Country
302
It may be argued that the past is a country from which we all have emigrated, that its loss is part of our common humanity. ~ Salman Rushdie
Faces Song
1027
Sometimes when I close my eyes
faces come to mind,
of people who have touched my life
Along the paths of time.
I see a long lost smile I feel an old embrace
My chest swells in wistfulness
At the memory of a face.
The Old Man And The Sea By Ernest Hemingway
1165
In this tale of inward struggle and personal triumph, an old fisherman reaches within the depths of himself to fight the good fight and wrestle with the fish of his dreams alone on the ocean.
The Lonely Ache
432
The lonely ache is here again
It likes to strike in the wee AM
Ghosts of loved ones haunt my mind
Some living, some dead, all removed by time
The deep ache hurts but pain tinges sweet
With memories renewed in each heart beat.
A pang of longing for special guests.
Who now only remain in my lonely breast.
It’s a paradox to have a heart so full
Yet also empty with this pain so dull.
And I wait once more for the sun to rise.
To renew my soul and dry my eyes.