#sage

I give this to you because it is the key that will unlock the door between your past and your future. ↗

— Nicole Sager

#faith #nicole-sager #faith

إن الاصطفاء للرسالات العظيمة ليس بالأمل فيها و لكن بالطاقة عليها، و كم في الحياة من طامحين لا يملكون إلا الجرأة على الأمل، و كم من راسخين يطويهم الصمت حتى إذا كُلِّفوا أتوا بالعجب العجاب. و لا يعلم أقدار النفوس إلا بارئها. و الذي يريد هداية العالم أجمع يختار للغاية العظيمة نفسا عظيمة ↗

— محمد الغزالي

#greatness #inspirational #message #power #faith

What was with this family, that all the sons were so freaking handsome it hurt to look at them ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#meghan-chase #sage #family

I am pleased to see that information campaigns, such as the America's WETLAND effort, are getting the message out, and people are beginning to realize that wetlands loss in Louisiana affects us all. ↗

— John Breaux

#am #america #beginning #campaigns #effort

Maybe everyone else thinks your aversion to food is cute- but not me. I've watched you watch Jill. Here's some tough love: you will never, ever have her body. Ever. It's impossible. She's Moroi. You're human. That's biology. You have a great one, one that most humans would kill for- and you'd look even better if you put on a little weight. Five pounds would be a good start. Hide the ribs. Get a bigger bra size ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #food

There he got out the luncheon-basket and packed a simple meal, in which, remembering the stranger's origin and preferences, he took care to include a yard of long French bread, a sausage out of which the garlic sang, some cheese which lay down and cried, and a long-necked straw-covered flask wherein lay bottled sunshine shed and garnered on far Southern slopes. ↗

— Kenneth Grahame

#bread #food #meals #picnics #sausage

[If you hear a] story about how eating sausage leads to anal cancer, you will be skeptical, because it has never happened to anyone you know, and sausage, after all, is delicious. ↗

— David McRaney

#food #sausage #food

Everything about her has to do with me. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#friendship #love #sydney-sage #friendship

The x-ray of your skull shows a large, flobby mass floating inside. I have to consult my colleagues to be certain, but it looks like a long sausage snarled into a lump. ↗

— Benson Bruno

#funny #sausage #x-ray #funny

There was something sort of bleak about her tone, rather as if she had swallowed an east wind. This I took to be due to the fact that she probably hadn't breakfasted. It's only after a bit of breakfast that I'm able to regard the world with that sunny cheeriness which makes a fellow the universal favourite. I'm never much of a lad till I've engulfed an egg or two and a beaker of coffee. "I suppose you haven't breakfasted?" "I have not yet breakfasted." "Won't you have an egg or something? Or a sausage or something? Or something?" "No, thank you." She spoke as if she belonged to an anti-sausage league or a league for the suppression of eggs. There was a bit of silence. ↗

— P.G. Wodehouse

#food #good-humor #humor #sausage #food