HEARTWORKEach day is born with a sunriseand ends in a sunset, the same way weopen our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark.You have no control overhow your story begins or ends.But by now, you should know thatall things have an ending.Every spark returns to darkness.Every sound returns to silence.And every flower returns to sleepwith the earth.The journey of the sunand moon is predictable.But yours, is your ultimateART.
The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remain as your legacy.
Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishment
Life is more fun if you play games.
The best way to predict your future is to create it.
It has always seemed strange to me...The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.
You can't do anything about the length of your life, but you can do something about its width and depth.
The act of taking the first step is what separates the winners from the losers.
I am my own experiment. I am my own work of art.
If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.
He who has attained the freedom of reason to any extent cannot, for a long time, regard himself otherwise than as a wanderer on the face of the earth - and not even as a traveler towards a final goal, for there is no such thing. But he certainly wants to observe and keep his eyes open to whatever actually happens in the world; therefore he cannot attach his heart too firmly to anything individual; he must have in himself something wandering that takes pleasure in change and transitoriness.
Push yourself to do more and to experience more. Harness your energy to start expanding your dreams. Yes, expand your dreams. Don't accept a life of mediocrity when you hold such infinite potential within the fortress of your mind. Dare to tap into your greatness.
When someone sees the same people every day, as had happened with him at the seminary, they wind up becoming a part of that person's life. And then they want the person to change. If someone isn't what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.
To say 'I love you' one must first know how to say the 'I.' The meaning of the 'I' is an independent, self-sufficient entity that does not exist for the sake of any other person. A person who exists only for the sake of his loved one is not an independent entity, but a spiritual parasite. The love of a parasite is worth nothing.
Exactly!" said Deep Thought. "So once you do know what the question actually is, you'll know what the answer means.
I should be happy, but instead I feel nothing. I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes me feel and hurt and laugh and love has been surgically removed, leaving me hollowed out like a shell.
The thing about a spiral is, if you follow it inward, it never actually ends. It just keeps tightening, infinitely.
We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
Now I've gone for too longLiving like I'm not aliveSo I'm going to start over tonightBeginning with you and I
There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.
Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.
They're animals, all right. But why are you so goddam sure that makes us human beings?
But spending your life concentrating on death is like watching a whole movie and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It's a mistake of emphasis.
It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.
Life is a perpetual yesterday for us.
It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.
It's alright, just wait and see, your string of lights is still bright to me. Who you are is not where you've been. You're still an innocent. It's okay life is a tough crowd, 32 is still growing up now.
Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.
Develop an attitude of gratitude, and give thanks for everything that happens to you, knowing that every step forward is a step toward achieving something bigger and better than your current situation.
To treat a person like a carpet, it is necessary that one do the walking, and one allow himself to be walked on.--Shin'a'in saying
It is your responsibility to find fault with me, it is mine to hear you out. But don't expect me to change.
Some of us weren't born for rewards, Froi. We were born for sacrifices.
I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.
A very wise man once told me that you can't look back-you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.
No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider.
Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.
There are times in our lives when we have to realize our past is precisely what it is, and we cannot change it. But we can change the story we tell ourselves about it, and by doing that, we can change the future.
HOBBES:Virtue needs some cheaper thrills.
There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it.
We pass through this world but once. Few tragedies can be more extensive than the stunting of life, few injustices deeper than the denial of an opportunity to strive or even to hope, by a limit imposed from without, but falsely identified as lying within.
Autobiography begins with a sense of being alone. It is an orphan form.
It's very simple. As you grow, you learn more. If you stayed at twenty-two, you'd always be as ignorant as you were at twenty-two. Aging is not just decay, you know. It's growth. It's more than the negative that you're going to die, it's also the positive that you understand you're going to die, and that you live a better life because of it.
After all, tomorrow is another day!
Because there was a hunger in me to see everything and do everything. I wanted to be everyone I saw. I wasn't enough for me. Can you understand that?
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
Hardships make or break people.
But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture.
When things go wrong, don't go with them.