#sainte elisabeth

[weepingwidar]

Natia Sapanadze (Georgian, 1999) - Saint Georgina (2022)

[diioonysus]

red + art

[kitsunetsuki]

Elisabeth Novick - Outfit by Yves Saint Laurent Rive Gauche (Vogue UK 1970)

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saw a tiktok thus the idea was born

[potatosonnet]

Lots of poorly drawn Maximilien and frev-bad-takes-scribbles; the history is probably all wrong hahaha

Maxolotl is credited to the brilliant Janelle

[blueeyeddarkknight]

Three times Val and his costars made fun of Tom cruise 😂 (affectionate)

Even Oprah was taken back 🤣

And then Elisabeth put Val in the brother zone (worse than the friend zone 😭)

Bwahaha Kelly! 😂

I thought the apple box thing was a joke 😳🤭

Even Warwick did it 😭😆

My live reaction :

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Other sources : Val Kilmer newsletter website

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[deadbydad]

My Favorite Destiny Character Quotes

"What does it mean to be a Hunter? I say, it's all about where you belong. The Warlocks have their libraries, the Titans have their walls...But Hunters belong in the wilds." - Cayde-6

"I refuse to burry anymore friends" - Commander Zavala

"We fought to keep our beautiful creation safe. And now, this beast has come. Claiming to be king. Mara Sov bows to no one." - Mara Sov

"A line has been drawn in this system. Light on one side. Dark on the other. Where do you stand?" - Osiris

"My name is Saint-14. They call me the greatest Titan who ever lived. But I would be dead if not for you. Since the day I met you, I swore I would make it my duty to follow your example. I'm still trying." - Saint-14

"Zavala looks at me, and I feel like he really sees me. Who I am, not who I was." - Crow

"Devotion inspires bravery, bravery inspires sacrifice, sacrifice leads to death. So... feel free to kill yourself." - The Speaker

"Do you hear me? Every Titan. Every Warlock. Every Hunter. We will take the Reef by storm! And then we will mount the head of that son of a bitch on his precious throne. For our Fireteam....For Cayde." - Ikora Rey

"I just want you to know... I'm here with you. Through Light or Dark... we're partners. Always." - Ghost

"It's a day for pretty speeches and medals. But we know the real fight takes place out there. There's so much more, Guardian. I've seen terrible things born out in the Darkness. Every moment brings them closer. All ends and beginnings... Our fight is far from over." - Elisabeth Bray

[nietzsche813]

La liberté ou la mort, extrait

Robespierre jouait à lancer des branches à Brount avec Elisabeth, à quelques distances devant eux. Il courrait pour entraîner le molosse derrière lui, et jetait le bâton de toutes ses forces, ne se souciant pas de voir s'il risquait de tacher ses bas blancs de boue. Brount partait comme un fou avec ses grandes pattes désordonnées, la langue pendant sur le côté et la queue frétillante. Quand il revenait avec le morceau de bois, Elisabeth et Maximilien devaient s'escrimer à le lui récupérer et tiraient de toutes leurs forces pour le lui arracher de la gueule. Le jeu recommençait ensuite, pour la plus grande joie des trois participants.

Saint-Just marchait les bras croisés dans le dos, au rythme d'Eléonore.

-Eléonore, maintenant que nous sommes bons amis, puis-je me permettre une question?

La jeune fille lui sourit d'un air indulgent.

- Voyons la question.

Saint-Just se racla la gorge et fixa son regard sur la pointe de ses bottes.

- Eh bien... je ne comprends pas que tu ne sois pas amoureuse de lui.

Eléonore laissa échapper un petit rire. Elle ne paraissait pas particulièrement vexée ou embarrassée par cette question indiscrète.

-Et pourquoi cela ? demanda-t-elle.

Saint-Just redressa la tête et fit un geste de la main vague vers Brount qui s'était mis à aboyer joyeusement, et Elisabeth qui faisait semblant de jeter le bâton pour la troisième fois.

- Je ne sais pas, regarde le... Tout à l'heure il faisait un travail de géant pour la patrie, et maintenant il se contente d'une récompense si simple ! Jouer avec son chien, nourrir ses oiseaux, manger le potage de ta mère ce soir, lire quelques pages de Rousseau au coin du feu...

-... quelques oranges, une visite de son cher Saint-Just...

- Si nous parvenons à installer et à protéger notre république, il ne cherchera aucune récompense pour lui même. Il ne faudra pas davantage que ces quelques plaisirs que nous avons évoqués pour faire son bonheur. Quand on en vient à le connaitre, il est si doux, si sincère. Parfois, cela me noue le coeur quand j'y pense.

- Certainement, approuva Eléonore en venant prendre le bras d'Antoine, et c'est pour cela que mes parents le considèrent comme leur fils et moi comme mon frère. Le sang ne me le rendrait pas plus cher.

- Un frère, oui...Mais imagine le comme époux, ne serait-ce pas mieux encore ? La voix de Saint-Just s'était réduite à un murmure rêveur. Il est si loyal, si dévoué. Non vraiment, tu ne trouveras pas mieux que lui.

-Pour ce qui est du physique... commença Eléonore

- Du physique ! répéta-t-il, le cri qu'il ne réussit par à réprimer attirant un instant l'attention de Brount vers lui. Comment peux tu parler du physique face à une telle âme ! Et puis de toute façon la physionomie de Maximilien n'a rien de désagréable, regarde, il est petit certes, mais il a les mollets bien fait, une mine intelligente, des yeux verts, un joli nez...

- Tu ne trouves pas qu'il a un style un peu démodé?

- Maximilien s'en fiche des fariboles de la mode! Il prends soin de ses vêtement et il est toujours bien mis. On ne peut pas en dire autant des trois quarts des députés qui siègent à la Convention avec les cheveux gras et les bottes crottées. Son style est très respectable.

Eléonore se mit à rire de bon coeur devant l'air révolté de Saint-Just.

-Antoine... Si moi je ne suis pas amoureuse de lui, rien ne t'empêche de l'être, toi.

[otpadsis]

my oc guy ioann loves cherries 👍🍒🍒🍒

[archduchessofnowhere]

Go off Charlotte!

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[dreamconsumer]

St. Elizabeth of Hungary (1207-1231).

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Elisabeth Von Wettin

The Crucified Saint

[thepastisalreadywritten]

SAINT OF THE DAY (November 17)

On November 17, the Catholic Church celebrates the life and example of St. Elizabeth of Hungary, a medieval noblewoman who responded to personal tragedy by embracing St. Francis' ideals of poverty and service.

A patron of secular Franciscans, she is especially beloved to Germans as well as the faithful of her native Hungary.

Elizabeth of Hungary, also known as Elisabeth of Thuringia, was a princess of the Kingdom of Hungary and the landgravine of Thuringia.

As the daughter of the Hungarian King Andrew II, Elizabeth had the responsibilities of royalty thrust upon her almost as soon as her short life began on 7 July 1207.

While she was still very young, Elizabeth's father arranged for her to be married to a German nobleman, Ludwig of Thuringia.

The plan forced Elizabeth to separate from her parents while still a child.

Adding to this sorrow was the murder of Elizabeth's mother Gertrude in 1213, which history ascribes to a conflict between her own German people and the Hungarian nobles.

Elizabeth took a solemn view of life and death from that point on, and found consolation in prayer. Both tendencies drew some ire from her royal peers.

For a time, beginning in 1221, she was happily married.

Ludwig, who had advanced to become one of the rulers of Thuringia, supported Elizabeth's efforts to live out the principles of the Gospel even within the royal court.

She met with friars of the nascent Franciscan Order during its founder's own lifetime, resolving to use her position as queen to advance their mission of charity.

Remarkably, Ludwig agreed with his wife's resolution, and the politically powerful couple embraced a life of remarkable generosity toward the poor.

They had three children, two of whom went on to live as as members of the nobility, although one of them – her only son – died relatively young.

The third eventually entered religious life and became abbess of a German convent.

In 1226, while Ludwig was attending to political affairs in Italy, Elizabeth took charge of distributing aid to victims of disease and flooding that struck Thuringia.

She took charge of caring for the afflicted, even when this required giving up the royal family's own clothes and goods.

Elizabeth arranged for a hospital to be built and is said to have provided for the needs of nearly a thousand desperately poor people on a daily basis.

The next year, however, would put Elizabeth's faith to the test.

Her husband had promised to assist the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II in the Sixth Crusade, but he died of illness en route to Jerusalem.

Devastated by Ludwig's death, Elizabeth vowed never to remarry. Her children were sent away, and relatives heavily pressured her to break the vow.

Undeterred, Elizabeth used her remaining money to build another hospital, where she personally attended to the sick almost constantly.

Sending away her servants, she joined the Third Order of St. Francis, seeking to emulate the example of its founder as closely as her responsibilities would allow.

Near the end of her life, she lived in a small hut and spun her own clothes.

Working continually with the severely ill, Elizabeth became sick herself, dying of an illness on 17 November 1231 at the age of 24.

After she died, miraculous healings soon began to occur at her grave near the hospital.

She was canonized by Pope Gregory IX on 24 May 1235.

Pope Benedict XVI has praised her as a “model for those in authority,” noting the continuity between her personal love for God and her public work on behalf of the poor and sick.

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Patronage: Bakers; beggars; brides; charitable societies; charitable workers; charities; countesses; death of children; exiles; falsely accused people; hoboes; homeless people; hospitals; in-law problems; lacemakers; lace workers; nursing homes; nursing services; people in exile; people ridiculed for their piety; Sisters of Mercy; tertiaries; Teutonic Knights; toothache; tramps; widows.

Representation: A queen distributing alms; woman wearing a crown and tending to beggars; woman wearing a crown, carrying a load of roses in her apron or mantle.

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Happy Pride!

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT ELIZABETH OF THE TRINITY Feast Day: November 8

"I can't find words to express my happiness. Here, there is no longer anything but God. He is All; He suffices and we live by Him alone."

She was born as Élisabeth Catez on July 18, 1880, at the military base at Avord (located in Farges-en-Septaine) in Cher as the first child of Captain Joseph Catez and Marie Rolland. She was baptized at the camp's chapel on the following July 22. Elizabeth's father died unexpectedly on October 2, 1887 and as a result, the family moved to Dijon.

As a child, Elizabeth had a terrible temper. After receiving her First Communion in 1891, she gained more self-control and had a deeper understanding of God and the world. She also gained a profound understanding of the Trinity to which she cultivated an ardent devotion. Elizabeth visited the sick, sang in the church choir and taught religion to children who worked in factories.

As she grew older, Elizabeth became interested in entering the Discalced Carmelite Order, though her mother strongly advised against it. Men had asked for Elizabeth's hand in marriage, but she declined such offers because her dream was to enter the Discalced Carmelite monastery that was located 200 meters from her home. Elizabeth entered the Dijon Carmel on August 2, 1901.

She said: 'I find Him everywhere while doing the wash as well as while praying.'

Her time in the convent amongst other Carmelites had some high times as well as some very low times. She wrote about when she felt she needed a richer understanding of God's great love.

At the end of her life, she began to call herself, 'Laudem Gloriae'. Elizabeth wanted that to be her appellation in Heaven because it means 'praise of glory.'

She said: 'I think that in Heaven my mission will be to draw souls by helping them to go out of themselves in order to cling to God by a wholly simple and loving movement, and to keep them in this great silence which will allow God to communicate Himself to them and to transform them into Himself.'

Her spirituality is considered to be remarkably similar to that of her contemporary and compatriot Discalced Carmelite sister and future Doctor of the Church, Thérèse of Lisieux, who was cloistered at the Carmel in Lisieux; the two share a zeal for contemplation and the salvation of souls.

Elizabeth died on November 9, 1906 in Dijon at the age of 26, due to Addison's disease, which had no cure. Though her death was painful, Elizabeth gratefully accepted her suffering as a gift from God.

Her last words were: "I am going to Light, to Love, to Life!"

She is beatified by Pope St. John Paul II on November 25, 1984 in Paris, France, and on October 16, 2016 - the feast of St. Margaret Mary Alacoque, Elizabeth is canonized a saint by Pope Francis in St. Peter's Square.

Her most famous prayer is: 'Holy Trinity Whom I Adore', written out of her love of the Most Blessed Trinity.

St. Elizabeth of the Trinity is a patron against illness, of sick people, and of the loss of parents.