Best 133 quotes in «holding on quotes» category

Words taken literally or held as ultimate truth can keep us stagnant and stuck, holding on to old ideologies. I now know that everything I need is already contained within me and is completely aceessible if I allow myself to open up to what I sense is true for me...and the same is true for you.

Yeah, sometimes life really sucks. But you know what I'm holding on for? The moments that don't suck. The trick is to notice them when they come around.

You've got to have something to eat and a little love in your life before you can hold still for any damn body's sermon on how to behave.

You have to keep your sanity as well as know how to distance yourself from it while still holding onto the reins tightly. That is a very difficult thing to do, but I'm learning.

And now—our love is so true, I won’t take a step without you. Thank God, you came. If you love me, please don’t ever let me go.

Be grateful for each day, even the dark ones.

Being soulful makes you desire depth. You look for depth in everything and everyone. You look for meaning in things that you encounter. Even when you meet someone for the first time you look for their soul. You are not fascinated by shine and sparkle. But you are fascinated by rawness and strength. Their 'soul' that they have held on to and not yet abandoned to the world!

Between giving up and holding on Between initiation and rejection Between the saids and unsaids Between the understood and miss-understood Between Life's priorities We lost each other.

Don't hold on for dear life - hold life dearly.

Don't hold on to dear life - hold life dearly.

Ang pag-ibig parang rubber band na hawak ng dalawang tao on both ends. Kapag bumitaw yung isa, yung nag-hold on ang masasaktan.

Feeling like, life has been so unfair to me, but what can I say except, "I'm still here." So I'm determined to make the best out of it, take every opportunity as a blessing, and live the rest of my life to the fullest.

Don't get mad, William," he finally said, provoking the distraught to look up at him, "I know it's hard, an' unfair, but you can't let yourself become angry. You're too nice, - too good, - if you can't at least hope for a possibility, then what happiness can you expect to have? You have to hold on to it, or else you've got nothing..." (77)

for all I can really do is stand here in September’s rain savoring… soaking it all in slipping.. and simply holding on to poetry for dear life.

Drzeci se za proslost, odricemo se buducnosti.

for those memories are now just like these little kittens I hold in my hands those can be kissed and treasured but not held too tightly.

Hope is when against all odds a tiny flame keeps burning for the possibility.

Hopelessly holding on to bad love, because of the fear of being alone.

How the things that hold us are only as strong as the faith we have in them-you go on the bridge because you trust it will not fall the fingers will clasp because we trust them to.

Holding on and getting attached is sadness. Letting go with love opens the heart to fill it with happiness.

I can have patience for anything, but it's waiting for love, that kills me a little each day.

Funny how we can't hold onto time, even when it's strapped to our wrists

Holding onto what was isn't healthy for what is.

Hold it down until you come up

If the last thing a man has to hold on to is his sense of pride and accompanying dignity, then more likely than not he will expend every last trace of energy doing so.

I held your hand tightly in the rain Until I realized you had let me go-- I was holding on in vain, I was holding on in pain.

If you keep holding on to the past, the pain will never go away.

I keep reaching for things too far away, keep wishing on stars that have already fallen, keep holding on, to things that are far too heavy...

I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know I'm poking a wound, not healing it. I know there's no way to have a future with Rhiannon. All I'm doing is extending the past by a day.

I’ll never let go of you again,” she whispered. “I swear it.

If I had one night, I'd hold you in my arms, Find redemption, no more contention, Keeping you close. Too long, years gone, Wasted away. One night, our night, Remember this. I won't forget you, No I won't forget you.—Red-Eyed Loons

In reality nobody can grasp anything permanently in life. Absolutely nothing. Somethings may stay in memory for a while but eventually that too fades away.

I only hold on so I can let go.

I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on

I suppose you cannot hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.

...I think that you love who you love. And when you find love, you hold onto it and you don’t let it go.

It felt as though I had been holding on to Sally all these years, by the tips of my fingers. Just holding on. She was like a moth, fragile and fleeting. One rough breath, one lurch , one tiny movement of your hand and she'd fly away from you.

I was holding on to hurricane nights and lit candles and my acoustic guitar resting in your hands. I was holding on to the sound of your voice saying my name and the peace I felt with your arms around me. I was holding on to documentaries in bed and your beautiful eyes closed as you sang Rocket Man and all the songs we never finished. I was holding on to our first text and last phone call and the plane ticket you offered but never sent. I was holding on to our first Christmas together and the last few Christmas Eves apart and I've been thinking we should be together. we should be kissing even if there isn't any mistletoe because if I have you there' no reason to celebrate and fuck, your lips were mine. They were always supposed to be mine. I was holding on to hope and banana pancakes on Sundays. I was holding on to Main Street and sunsets in Jersey. I was holding on to two streets that separated us and blizzards that couldn't keep us apart. I was holding on to you. I was holding on to us. And it was killing me.

I think part of the reason why we hold so tight is because we fear something so great won’t happen twice.

Let the fools hold on to their treasured stupidity Let yourself be safe in wisdom with much rapidity

It was a very ordinary day, the day I realised that my becoming is my life and my home and that I don't have to do anything but trust the process, trust my story and enjoy the journey. It doesn't really matter who I've become by the finish line, the important things are the changes from this morning to when I fall asleep again, and how they happened, and who they happened with. An hour watching the stars, a coffee in the morning with someone beautiful, intelligent conversations at 5am while sharing the last cigarette. Taking trains to nowhere, walking hand in hand through foreign cities with someone you love. Oceans and poetry. It was all very ordinary until my identity appeared, until my body and mind became one being. The day I saw the flowers and learned how to turn my daily struggles into the most extraordinary moments. Moments worth writing about. For so long I let my life slip through my fingers, like water. I'm holding on to it now, and I'm not letting go.

Maybe I hold on for too long, but maybe you don’t hold on for long enough?

No matter how strong you are, no matter how smart you are or tough you can be, the world will find a way to break you. And when it does, the only thing you can do is hold on.

I won’t let him retreat from me. We’ve come too far. I’ll fight for us even if it’s him I have to fight.

Odd, the words: ‘while away the time’. How to hold it fast the harder thing. Who is not fearful: where is there a staying, where in all this is there any being? Look, as the day slows towards the space that draws it into dusk: rising became upstanding, standing a laying down, and then that which accepts its lying blurs to darkness. Mountains rest, outgloried be the stars - but even there, time’s transition glimmers. Ah, nightly refuged in my wild heart, roofless, the imperishable lingers. --- Wunderliches Wort: die Zeit vertreiben! Sie zu halten, wäre das Problem. Denn, wen ängstigts nicht: wo ist ein Bleiben, wo ein endlich Sein in alledem? - Sieh, der Tag verlangsamt sich, entgegen jenem Raum, der ihn nach Abend nimmt: Aufstehn wurde Stehn, und Stehn wird Legen, und das willig Liegende verschwimmt - Berge ruhn, von Sternen überprächtigt; - aber auch in ihnen flimmert Zeit. Ach, in meinem wilden Herzen nächtigt obdachlos die Unvergänglichkeit.

Please hold my hand for every balloon needs a string to stay grounded.

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lost

Si sente uno stereotipo, un caso da manuale al cubo, ma benché non la sopporti deve ammettere che la struttura sta funzionando, come un brutto ponteggio che però regge un palazzo. Non possiamo scegliere cosa ci tiene in piedi. A volte devi pensare a una cosa soltanto, cioè a non crollare.

Remember what you always told me.” “Hold on tight and fight as hard as you can.

Some days the bravest thing we can do, Is to hold on, have hope, to keep walking, Even just for another day.