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May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
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light
gift
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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What you are is God's gift to you, what you become is your gift to God.
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christianity
spirituality
god
philosophy
inspirational
christian-living
catholicism
gift
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Hans Urs von Balthasar |
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Every problem is a gift - without problems we would not grow.
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inspirational
problems
growth
gift
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Anthony Robbins |
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A generous heart is always open, always ready to receive our going and coming. In the midst of such love we need never fear abandonment. This is the most precious gift true love offers - the experience of knowing we always belong.
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true-love
fear
heart
love
generousity
belonging
gift
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Bell Hooks |
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"Hermes's eyes twinkled. "Martha, may I have the first package, please?" Martha opened her mouth ... and kept opening it until it was as wide as my arm. She belched out a stainless steel canister-an old-fashioned lunch box thermos with a black plastic top. The sides of the thermos were enameled with red and yellow Ancient Greek scenes-a hero killing a lion; a hero lifting up Cerberus, the three-headed dog. "That's Hercules," I said. "But how-" "Never question a gift," Hermes chided. "This is a collector's item from Hercules Busts Heads. The first season." "Hercules Busts Heads?" "Great show." Hermes sighed. "Back before Hephaestus-TV was all reality programming. Of course, the thermos would be worth much more if I had the whole lunch box-"
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humor
collectible
tv
gift
martha
hercules
percy-jackson
hermes
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Rick Riordan |
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If you're waiting until you feel talented enough to make it, you'll never make it.
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action
bravery
doubt
feelings
follow-your-dreams
good-enough
just-do-something
passion
perseverance
pursue-your-dreams
risk
take-action
courage
musician
persistence
faith
fear
confidence
dreams
motivational
success
inspirational
actor
just-do-it
athlete
concern
business
encouraging
career
security
ambition
determination
contentment
skill
worry
emotions
gift
talent
insecurity
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Criss Jami |
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There are souls in this world who have the gift of finding joy everywhere, and leaving it behind them when they go.
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joy
inspirational
gift
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Frederick William Faber |
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If I were given the opportunity to present a gift to the next generation, it would be the ability for each individual to learn to laugh at himself.
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life-lessons
inspirational
gift
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Charles M. Schulz |
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Practice giving things away, not just things you don't care about, but things you do like. Remember, it is not the size of a gift, it is its quality and the amount of mental attachment you overcome that count. So don't bankrupt yourself on a momentary positive impulse, only to regret it later. Give thought to giving. Give small things, carefully, and observe the mental processes going along with the act of releasing the little thing you liked. (53) (Quote is actually Robert A F Thurman but Huston Smith, who only wrote the introduction to my edition, seems to be given full credit for this text.)
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non-attachment
releasing
giving
generosity
practice
simplicity
gift
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Huston Smith |
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Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.
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blood-and-gold
vampire-chronicles
thorne
curse
gift
remembering
memory
vampires
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Anne Rice |
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And you, Ring-bearer,' she said, turning to Frodo. 'I come to you last who are not last in my thoughts. For you I have prepared this.' She held up a small crystal phial: it glittered as she moved it, and rays of white light sprang from her hand. 'In this phial,' she said, 'is caught the light of Earendil's star, set amid the waters of my fountain. It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. Remember Galadriel and her Mirror!' Frodo took the phial, and for a moment as it shone between them, he saw her again standing like a queen, great and beautiful.
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light
galadriel
gift
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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"I never had any doubts about my abilities. I knew I could write. I just had to figure out how to eat while doing this.
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writing-life
writing
inspirational-quotes
humor
earning-a-living
author-quotes
self-support
writing-quotes
gift
creative-process
talent
quotes
self-confidence
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Cormac McCarthy |
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To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.
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looks
reading
writing
handsomeness
face
gift
talent
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William Shakespeare |
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She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung closer. The words were set to a fine old air -- in themselves they were simple and sweet: perhaps, when read, they wanted force; when sung, they wanted nothing. Shirley sang them well: she breathed into the feeling, softness, she poured round the passion, force: her voice was fine that evening; its expression dramatic: she impressed all, and charmed one. On leaving the instrument, she went to the fire, and sat down on a seat -- semi-stool, semi-cushion: the ladies were round her -- none of them spoke. The Misses Sympson and the Misses Nunnely looked upon her, as quiet poultry might look on an egret, an ibis, or any other strange fowl. What made her sing so? never sang so. Was it proper to sing with such expression, with such originality -- so unlike a school girl? Decidedly not: it was strange, it was unusual. What was must be ; what was must be . Shirley was judged.
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understanding
prejudice
jealousy
passion
women
empathy
morality
music
love
musicality
preconceptions
feeling
fidelity
expression
faithfulness
propriety
singing
social-norms
judgment
society
gift
hypocrisy
talent
rejection
gender
expectations
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Charlotte Brontë |
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The gift was not large as money goes, and my need was not great, but the spirit of the gift is beyond price and leaves me blessed and in debt.
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gift
debt
thankful
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Robert Fulghum |
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I pondered what else I should take for him. Flowers seemed wrong; they're a love token, after all. I looked in the fridge, and popped a packet of cheese slices into the bag. All men like cheese.
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funny
humor
eleanor-oliphant
gail-honeyman
gift
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Gail Honeyman |
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I believe that our world was created with a sense of order. For every loss, there's a gain. Sometimes we're so blinded by the loss that we don't see the gain, don't recognize the gift.
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loss
gift
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Debbie Macomber |
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"This is a perfectly good picture. And if I didn't know you, I would be impressed and charmed. But I do know you." He thought some more, wondering whether he dared say precisely what he felt, for he knew he could never explain exactly why the idea came to him. "It's the painting of a dutiful daughter," he said eventually, looking at her cautiously to see her reaction. "You want to please. You are always aware of what the person looking at this picture will think of it. Because of that you've missed something important. Does that make sense?" She thought, then nodded. "All right," she said grudgingly and with just a touch of despair in her voice. "You win." Julien grunted. "Have another go, then. I shall come back and come back until you figure it out." "And you'll know?" "You'll know. I will merely get the benefit of it."
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individuality
independence
paintings
daughters
fulfillment
skills
duty
gift
expectation
perception
creativity
obedience
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Iain Pears |
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"We all have gifts and talents. When we cultivate those gifts and share them with the world, we create a sense of meaning and purpose in our lives. Squandering our gifts brings distress to our lives. As it turns out, it's not merely benign or "too bad" if we don't use the gifts that we've been given; we pay for it with our emotional and physical well-being. When we don't use our talents to cultivate meaningful work, we struggle. We feel disconnected and weighed down by feelings of emptiness, frustration, resentment, shame, disappointment, fear, and even grief."
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meaning-of-life
well-being
gift
purpose
talent
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Brené Brown |
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Each day is God's gift of a fresh unspoiled opportunity to live according to His priorities.
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live
god
life
fresh
day
priorities
plan
christian
gift
purpose
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Elizabeth George |
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But if he had come down from the Cross, he would have made it for them to believe in him, for he would have substituted sight for faith. That is why he does not take us down from our crosses: so that we do not substitute feelings and experiences for faith. He wants the very best for us, the strongest and most precious gift, and that is faith.
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suffering
faith
cross
gift
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Peter Kreeft |
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I opened the bag and pulled out a small box of chocolates. She flashed me a huge smile that would have looked totally real ... if I didn't know her better. Her face went bright red now as she stammered, She stopped as I held out the bag. I said. She looked in and let out a choking laugh. Then, still grinning, she reached in and pulled out a penlight, a Swiss army knife and a purse-sized can of mace. She sputtered another laugh. I said. She smiled up at me. She rose on tiptoes again and put her arms around my neck.
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romantic
derek
gift
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Kelley Armstrong |
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"Mary." Turning at the soft sound of her name, she glanced behind herself. Then frowned. "Lassiter?" "I'm over here." "Where?" She looked all around. "Why is your voice echoing?" "Chimney." "What?" "I'm stuck in the fucking chimney." She raced over to the fireplace and got on her hands and knees. Looking up into the dark flue, she shook her head. "Lass? What the hell are you doing up there?" His voice emanated from somewhere above her. "Don't tell anyone, okay?" "What are you--" An arm came down. A very sooty arm that was encased in a red sleeve that had white trim. Or what had been white trim and which was now smudged with ash. "You're stuck!" she exclaimed. "And thank God no one lit this fire!" "You're telling me," he muttered in his disembodied voice. "I had to blow out Fritz's match like a hundred times before he gave up. Fuck, that sounds dirty. Anyway, just remind me never to try to be Santa for your kid, okay? I'm not doing this again, even for her." Mary stretched a little farther in, but the logs on the hearth stopped her. "Lassiter. Why can't you free yourself by dematerializing--" "I'm impaled on a hook that's iron. I can't go ghost. And will you just take this?" "What?" "This." He turned his hand toward her and there was...a box...in it? A small navy blue box. "Open it. And before you ask, I already cleared it with your pinheaded . He's not jel or anything." Mary sat back and shook her head. "I'm more worried about you--" "Justopenthefuckingthingalready." Taking off the top, she found a slightly smaller box inside. That was velvet. "What is this?" As she lifted the lid, she...gasped. It was a pair of diamond earrings. A pair of perfectly matched, sparkly, diamond... "A mother's tears," Lassiter's slightly echo-y voice said softly. "So hard, so beautiful. I told you everything was going to be all right. And those are to remind you of how strong you are, how strong your love for your daughter is...how, even in the worst of times, things have a way of working out as they should." Blinking away tears, she thought of her crying in the foyer in front of the angel, crying because all had been lost. "They're just beautiful," she said hoarsely. -Lassiter & Mary"
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earrings
mothers-tears
playing-santa
so-sweet
stuck-in-the-chimney
haha
gift
never-again
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J.R. Ward |
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The rose I gave you was an emblem of my heart,' said she; 'would you take it away and leave me here alone?' 'Would you give me your hand too, if I asked it?' 'Have I not said enough?
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heart
love
engagement
hand
rose
gift
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Anne Brontë |
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"Pope Alexander smiled. He seemed more amused with the story than horrified. "The Baglioni are true believers," he said. "They believe in paradise. Such a great gift. How otherwise can man bear this moral life? Unfortunately, such a belief also gives evil men the courage to commit great crimes in the name of good and God."
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good
god
moral-life
mario-puzo
borgias
gift
paradise
evil
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Mario Puzo |
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"Maybe a holiday miracle will change Mearth's awful behavior," Mandy suggested with optimism. "The only holiday miracle around here is that Mearth hasn't murdered us both yet," said Alecto, lighting another cigarette, his hands shaking erratically. He looked exhausted and terrified, his gray eyes soulless. "Do you know what Mearth likes, Alecto?" Mandy questioned. "Vegetables, she likes celery a lot, and lettuce," Alecto responded in a quiet monotone. "I don't know what else she likes. I've never asked her." "Well, she has to like something... doesn't everyone?" "Not her, Mandy Valems."
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present
miracle
murder
humor
going-green
hoiday
lettuce
mother-earth
comedy
cigarette
christmas
vegetables
gift
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Rebecca McNutt |
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"He gave us taste buds, then filled the world with incredible flavors like chocolate and cinnamon and all the other spices. He gave us eyes to perceive color and then filled the world with a rainbow of shades. He gave us sensitive ears and then filled the world with rhythms and music. Your capacity for enjoyment is evidence of God's love for you. He could have made the world tasteless, colorless, and silent. The Bible says that God "richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment." He didn't have to do it, but he did, because He loves us."
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worth
joy
christianity
jesus
religion
god
love
inspirational
worthy
christmas
gift
holiday
purpose
peace
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Rick Warren |
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I bought this the day before at a shopping mall. I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me.
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present
parting
gift
remember
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Mitch Albom |
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He held out an old eight millimeter video camera. A video camera? What would I use it for? Recording our great escape? I didn't say that, because I knew it wasn't the point. This was a gift, a way to say His eyes begged me to take it. Just take it. Forgive him. Forget what happened. Start over. And that's what I wanted to do--accept his gift and smile and see that spark in his eyes and--
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derek
sorry
gift
forgive
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Kelley Armstrong |
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The last gift a parent can give to children is to teach them, through example, how to face death with equanimity.
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death
equanimity
gift
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Irvin D. Yalom |
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Without a single one of those promised lessons from her grandmother, Portia began to see and taste food without having it in front of her, the images coming to her like instincts, automatic and without thought. She found that she knew things without having to be taught. Rich dark chocolate would calm a person who was hiding their anxiety. Hot red chili mixed with eggs first thing in the morning relieved symptoms of someone about to succumb to a terrible cold.
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healing-properties
portia-cuthcart
gift
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Linda Francis Lee |