#golden

I saw something in his pretty green eyes that I had never seen before: Anger. They were like emerald fire ↗

— Richelle Mead

#anger

Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#christ #christianity #christmas #clothe #enemies

Do unto others as they wish, but with imagination. ↗

— Marcel Duchamp

#imagination

Whoever, then, thinks that he understands the Holy Scriptures, or any part of them, but puts such an interpretation upon them as does not tend to build up this twofold love of God and our neighbor, does not yet understand them as he ought. ↗

— Augustine of Hippo

#bible-interpretation #golden-rule #love #scriptures #love

True love was beyond the bars, but a facsimile of it came with no suffering at all. ↗

— D. Morgenstern

#broken-heart #love #the-golden-bridle #love

I was astonished to see Adrian watching me, a look of contentment on his face. His eyes seemed to study my every feature. Seeing me notice him, he immediately looked away. His usual smirky expression replaced by a dreamy one. “The mechanic will wait,” he said. “Yeah, but I’m supposed to meet Brayden soon, I’ll be-” That’s when I got a good look at Adrian. “What have you done? Look at you! You shouldn’t be out here.” “It’s not that bad.” He was lying, and we both knew it. “Come on, we have to get you out of here before you get worse. What were you thinking?” His expression was astonishingly nonchalant for someone who looked like he would pass out. “It was worth it. You looked…happy ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #the-golden-lily #contentment

So Lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#philip-pullman #the-golden-compass #materialism

All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#dear friend #ever #friend #golden #gray

Every director bites the hand that lays the golden egg. ↗

— Samuel Goldwyn

#director #egg #every #golden #hand

So I was always passionate about it and felt that it was sort of the golden thread inside me in terms of what I was supposed to do in terms of work but I think I have relaxed a lot in terms of the actual experience and actually enjoy it more and enjoy the people more. ↗

— Barbara Hershey

#actual #actual experience #actually #always #enjoy