#keep

Every spirit passing through the world fingers the tangible and mars the mutable and finally has come to look and not to buy. So shoes are worn and hassocks are sat upon and finally everything is left where it was and the spirit passes on, just as the wind in the orchard picks up the leaves from the ground as if there were no other pleasure in the world but brown leaves, as if it would deck, clothe, flesh itself in flourishes of dusty brown apple leaves and then drops them all in a heap at the side of the house and goes on. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#housekeeping #inspirational #inspirational

once we began to chime the hour, we lost the ability to be satisfied ↗

— Mitch Albom

#inspirational

People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile. ↗

— Judith Guest

#find #hard #keep #lips #people

Times do keep changing - thank God. ↗

— Cokie Roberts

#god #keep #thank #thank god #times

I like pulling on a baggy bee suit, forgetting myself and getting as close to the bees' lives as they will let me, remembering in the process that there is more to life than the merely human. ↗

— Sue Hubbell

#bees #human #life

Sometimes life is your opponent and just showing up is a victory. ↗

— John Passaro

#gift #handicap #keep-moving-forward #wrestling #life

For the first time in my life I begin to understand how a parent my hit a child--it's because you can look into their eyes and see a reflection of yourself that you wish you hadn't. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#my-sister-s-keeper #sara-fitzgerald #life

...before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ... ↗

— John Geddes

#keepsakes #life #memories #moments #poetry

Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#poughkeepsie #romance #love

Stop. Stop that. Tell me what happened to you.” She gently ran her fingers down the length of his chest. Blake shook his head. “My life outside of this train station won’t touch you.” His green eyes swam with pain and determination. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #life