Happiness--like love--is itself an attitude.
A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.
Me care for te laws when te laws care for me.
I can bear scorpion's stings, tread fields of fire, in frozen gulfs of cold eternal lie, be tossed aloft through tracts of endless void, but cannot live in shame.
Stand there, damn'd meddling villain, and be silent; For if thou utt'rest but a single word, A cough or hem, to cross me in my speech, I'll send thy cursed spirit from the earth, To bellow with the damn'd!
A good man's prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heaven's height, and bring a blessing down.
The plainest case in many words entangling.
All shall work together for good; everything is needful that He sends; nothing can be needful that He withholds.
It's not that kind of love. It's the real kind. The unconditional kind. The nonjudgemental kind. Not the physical kind. I love you as a fellow soul who inhabits this earth. I love you as a fellow immortal. I love you because I finally understand what made you the way you are. And if I could change it, I would. But I can't—so I choose to love you instead. And my hope is that my acceptance of you will spur you to do something good too, but if not—" I shrug. "At least I can say I tried.
My plant is probably dead. " Camryn looks slightly surprised. "You have a plant?" I smile. "Yeah, her name's Georgia.
The world is cluttered up with unfinished business in the form of projects that might have been successful, if only at the tide point someone's patience had turned to active impatience.