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“Thanksgiving is not some formulaic action based on a tedious ledger that neatly tallies everything I have received so I can determine if being thankful is warranted or not. Rather, it’s appreciating the fact that I have already received the privilege of living life which in and of itself will fill the whole of my ledger for the whole of my life.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough, An Intimate Collision: Encounters with Life and Jesus

“I've spent the last couple of years trying to be a good role model for Diem, so I've read a few books on feminism. I learned that putting too much focus on a girl's looks can be damaging, so instead of telling Diem how pretty I think she is, I put the focus on all the things that matter, like how smart she is and how strong she is. I've tried treating you the same way. It's why I've never complimented your looks before, or told you how fucking beautiful I think you are, but I'm glad I've never told you before this moment, because you've never been more beautiful that you are right now.' I kiss the tip of her nose. 'Happiness looks good on you, Kenna.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“Grudges are heavy, but for people hurting the most, I suppose forgiveness is even heavier.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“Reading is a hobby, but for some of us, it's an escape from the difficulties we face.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“The ledger of my life can lean heavy with a prolific array of stellar investments, yet in the tallying I would be wise to remember that an investment that is not of God will leave a zero balance on the ledger of my life no matter how many different ways I try to add it up.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“May I help you?"
She did not look up. "You've miscalculated column F."
What in hell?
"I have not."
She pushed her glasses up her nose and tucked a stray strand of blond hair behind her ear, entirely focused on the ledger. "You have. The proper calculation should be one hundred and twelve thousand, three hundred forty-six and seventeen pence."
Impossible.
He stood, moving to look over her shoulder. "That's what it says."
She shook her head, placing one long finger on the tabulation line. He noticed the tip of the finger was slightly crooked, leaning a touch to the right. "You've written one hundred twelve thousand, three hundred, forty-five and seventeen pence. You-" She looked up at him, eyes owl-like behind her spectacles as she took in his height and his bare chest. "You- you've lost a quid."
He bent over her, deliberately crowding her and enjoying the way her breath caught at his nearness. "That is a six."
She cleared her throat and looked again. "Oh." She leaned in and checked the number again. "I suppose you've lost your handwriting skills, instead," she said dryly, and he chuckled as she reached for a pencil and repaired the number.
He watched, riveted to the callus at the tip of her second finger, before he whispered low in her ear, "Are you an accounting fairy sent in the dead of night to check my figures?"
She leaned away from the whisper and and turned to look at him. "It's one o'clock in the afternoon," she said, matter-of-factly, and he had an intense desire to take her spectacles from her face and kiss her senseless, just to see what this odd young woman would say.”
― Sarah MacLean, A Rogue by Any Other Name

“NEGOTIATE ONLY WHILE SELLING YOUR TIME. MAKING CALCULATIONS ALWAYS IS NOT GOOD

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― Vineet Raj Kapoor

“I want to learn how to talk to people without wishing I could retract every word I say.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“What, then?'
'Nothing', I say. But I immediately wish I would have said, 'Everything.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“It's myself I've been hard on. But I think I've reached the point that forgiving myself finally feels okay. So I do.”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him