Intro: Never Mind*= about looking forward and working even harder if you feel like falling down
Run*= about not letting anything stop you from pursuing your passions
Butterfly= comments on the insecurities of youth & the fears of feeling dependent on someone
Whalien 52= about loneliness & feeling like no one is listening/understanding
Ma City= comments on being aware/proud of your hometown’s history (& also calls out a Korean online terrorist group that targets minorities and leftists, especially people from Jeolla province, were J-Hope was born)
뱁새 (Baepsae/Silver Spoon)= comments on the concept of social status/privilege and the growing gap between the upper and lower class
고엽 (Dead Leaves)= comments on the difficulty of giving up something good for the better
The Most Beautiful Moment In Life: Young Forever (2016)
불타오르네 (FIRE)*= about how one should live however one wants to without labels & that it’s okay to lose
Save ME*= comments on the duality of youth (happiness and sadness) and thanks ARMYs for accepting who they (BTS) are and letting them be who they are
Epilogue: Young Forever*= comments on the difficulty, but importance, of facing reality, moving forward, and following one’s dreams
House of Cards= comments on how ignorance can be bliss but that reality will always catch up eventually
Good Day = comments on brotherhood and the importance of lifting each other up to create a brighter tomorrow
Wishing On A Star = about not being afraid to have big dreams because the more you hope, the more likely it will come true
hey guys, just thought i’d whip together a list of some of my favourite authors most motivational quotes. i especially love using these in bullet journal spreads. hope everyone is having a wonderful new year!
“we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars”
“always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much”
“with freedom, books, flowers and the moon, who could not be happy?”
“to love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance”
“be yourself; everyone else is already taken”
“to live is the rarest thing in the world. most people exist, that is all”
“it is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it"
"you can never be overdressed or overeducated”
“yes: i am a dreamer. for a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world”
"there is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it"
“power is given only to those who dare to lower themselves and pick it up. only one thing matters, one thing; to be able to dare”
“happiness does not lie in happiness, but in the achievement of it”
“the cleverest of all, in my opinion, is the man who calls himself a fool at least once a month”
“to live without hope is to cease to live”
“i am tomorrow, or some future day, what i establish today. i am today what i established yesterday or some previous day”
“a man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors… are the portals of discovery”
“he found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible”
“life is the great teacher”
“the sun himself is weak when he first rises, and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on”
“there are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast”“a loving heart is the truest wisdom”
“i ask only to be free. the butterflies are free”
“we forge the chains we wear in life”
“an idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself”
“no one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else”
“start with what is right, rather than with what is acceptable”
“anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old”
“logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live”
“a book should serve as the axe for the frozen sea within us”
“believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made”
“my ‘fear’ is my substance, and probably the best part of me”
“we sit in the mud, my friend, and reach for the stars”
“if we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin”
“time sometimes flies like a bird, and sometimes crawls like a worm, but people may be unusually happy when they do not even notice if time has gone quickly or slowly”
“don’t be ruled by others; to belong to oneself- the whole savour of life lies in that”
“we’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves”
“happiness can exist only in finding acceptance"
"the essence of being human is that one does not seek perfection”
“freedom is the right to tell people what they do not want to hear”
“laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face”
“music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent”
“curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery”
“to learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark”
“to love beauty is to see light”
“adversity makes men”
“our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds”
“there is nothing like a dream to create the future”
“all the forces in the world are not as powerful as an idea whose time has come”
Sometimes it’s hard to tell whether the twins get along or not, in fact it’s usually both simultaneously. In which they’re babies, Yasha’s already a fledgling asshole, but Shura still wants to be with him…
bogdanowolfie submitted: You accidentally flung your dancing shoe across the ballroom and hit me in the back…or was it an accident? XO
“Oh, oh shit!” I exclaimed as I watched my shoe fly off my foot and land heel first into the back of the neck of the man crouched down a few feet away.
His hand flew to the back of his neck, rubbing the already reddening spot. Slowly, with his other hand, the man grabbed the shoe from the ground and turned around looking for the culprit–me. I gulped and felt my cheeks start to redden as his eyes zeroed in on my own. A smirk lifted at the corner of his mouth as he made his way over to me.
“I believe this is yours,” he said holding up the light blue heel.
I nodded and covered my face with my hands, careful not to pull off the frilly mask tied there. “I’m so sorry! I knew I shouldn’t have borrowed these shoes. I can’t believe I hit you! I’m–”
He halted my protestations with a shake of his head and a gentle tug on my leg. “Here, lift your leg. I cannae replace the fair damsel’s shoe wi’out access to her foot.”
Embarrassed, I lifted my leg and let him return the shoe to its rightful place.
“Perfect fit, Cinderella.” He joked, his blue eyes twinkling behind his silver mask.
“I’m no Cinderella.” I countered in the same joking tone.
“Och, I beg to differ. A gorgeous, mysterious woman loses her shoe and the handsome man returns it for a perfect fit, I believe that fits the requirements, wouldn’t ye say?”
I laughed and nodded my head. “If you’re going by those standards then I guess so, although I’d hardly consider myself the belle of the ball.”
He made a noise in the back of his throat, similar to a scoff. “Dinna sell yerself short, Cinderella. How did ye manage to fling your shoe so far, anyway? If ye were wanting my attention, ye didna have to fling your shoe at me, I would have gladly come to ye wi’ just a crook of your finger.”
I couldn’t hold back my laugh. “I really am sorry, Sir Charming, for hurting you with my shoe. It really wasn’t my intention.”
“Och, sure it wasn’t.” He laughed back with another sly wink that was truly more of an owlish blink.
“Shall we?” He offered, hand extended. “They’re playing our song, Cinderella.”
“Our song, huh? Well, how could I turn down a dance with my Prince Charming?”
He spun me around, then pulled me close to his chest. “So Mr. Charming, what brought you to the hospital benefit ball?”
“My niece is a patient here.” He said quietly into my hair. I could feel the timbre of his voice resonating through his chest. “I helped fund the event.”
I pulled back just far enough to be able to look into his eyes. “You’re the mystery sponsor?”
He nodded, closing his eyes. “Caitlin was born early…we thought she was stillborn. It about killed my sister to see her child blue and seemingly lifeless.” He took a deep breath, opening his eyes and staring deep into mine. “That was nearly two years ago. One of the nurses charged with preparing a stillborn for the parents final viewing noticed the faint breathing coming from her. Christ, it was the most stressful day of our lives, waiting and watching, never knowing if that faint breath and heart beat would remain steady and strong. Jenny has a brood of children ye see, and I was tasked wi’ keeping them in line. Her eldest had just turned ten and understood more than his siblings. He kept asking to go see his sister and when the doctor came out to tell us she was dead…Wee Jamie broke down. His fit was worse than any he’d ever had even as a bairn.”
I hesitantly reached up and touched his cheek. “But she survived.”
He nodded, tears pooling in his eyes. “Aye, she did. I swore then that I’d do whatever I could to try and help families to never experience the kind of day we did. I ken I canna save the truly stillborn bairns, but I could help fundraise, donate, and even provide equipment needed to help support those children in need. The ones who are just on the verge of not being strong enough.”
Tears had filled my own eyes as he continued his tale. This strong, mysterious man has been the benefactor for so many saved lives in the last year from this one humbling experience, and without knowing it just gave away his identity to me.
“Did you ever get to meet the nurse that helped save your niece’s life?” I asked after clearing my throat.
He shook his head while looking at the ground. “My sister and brother-in-law did, but I didna get the chance to do so.”
“What would you tell her if you could?”
His eyes snapped up and searched my own. “I’d tell her how grateful I am to her, that her attention to the small details of person is what saved my family from excruciating grief and that I was in her debt. That because of her willingness to stand up to those who were deemed superior to her, my family is whole as well as many other families. If it were not for her, I don’t know if the donations I made or request for more neonatal training would have been made. Mostly I’d want to tell her thank-you.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Fraser,” I whispered in response. My throat too thick with emotion to do much else.
Mr. Fraser’s body tensed as he let my statement sink in. “Nurse Beauchamp?”
I nodded, biting my lower lip. “It’s Doctor Beauchamp now, but yes, two years ago I was Nurse Beauchamp. That experience had a lasting impact on me as well, Mr. Fraser. I went back to school determined to find some way to help, I’m the newest Neonatal Surgeon in residency here. I never want to see a family suffer unnecessarily again.”
We had stopped moving, all pretenses of dancing gone. Mr. Fraser had moved away from me just enough to survey my entire being, before pulling me hard to his chest. I felt a pressure to my head, as well as warm droplets of tears as they cascaded down his face and into my hair.
“Thank-you,” he whispered over and over again in my hair. I wrapped my arms tighter around his waist, giving him silent comfort.
“My name is Jamie, please call me by my first name.”
I smiled into his chest, “Well then, Jamie, shall we continue this dance or take a walk around the pond? It’s starting to feel a bit too crowded for my liking.”
“I couldn’t agree more, Doctor Beauchamp.” He smiled, holding out an arm for me to take.
“If I am to call you Jamie, it’s only proper that you call me Claire.”