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In your imagination, nothing is impossible

Our energy is repeatedly exhausted on details and situations that really mean nothing at all. That is way we remain in a state of discontentment and anxiety.

I plan to live my own way. Hopefully, it is as per God's Way.

I rather live with challenges that to die out of boredom

Irony of life – GOD will always make you do things which you never want to.

I realised throughout writing, that realistic can appear unrealistic in reality. What you may think is unbelievable is in fact someone's life.

I sat at my desk, poured myself a glass of wine, and pondered life...my profession...was it meaningless? I took a long, drawn-back swig of the bourbon and slammed down the glass. I only then noticed the stream of filtered light illuminating through the window, through the partially drawn shades. It was beautiful. I thought to myself, "I am a critic. My life is criticizing the works of others, the joys of others, the very essence of what others have toiled, agonized and gone mad over. "I am a critic. I write in a magazine about how I don't like what someone else likes, merely because they wrote it." Write what you love, they always say. "I am a hater," I said, pondering the beautiful sunlight and my glass of alcohol, "...but I hate for the enjoyment of others.

Is your Life all Messed Up? Wana Make It better? Give it to the one who gave it to you, It'll all Get Better.

It doesn’t matter if things are good as long as people think they are. Perception.

It does not matter where one comes from, one can achieve even the greatest of things in life.

It feels great to be alive.

It has been passed down in many texts of old and by the word of mouth; that no matter the strength of the weapons of man, there is only one thing powerful enough to defeat them all... The power of love.

I thank God for an amazing life.

I think balance is for people who don't know why they're here.

I realized that I had the choice. I could give this moment a meaning, or I could choose to ignore it. It just depended on the kind of story I wanted to tell myself.

Ishmael was looking at him through narrowed eyes. “This is very important to you, this box.” “It’s important to the world.” Ishmael said: “The sun rises, and the sun sets. Sometimes it rains. We live, then we die.” He shrugged. He would never understand, Wolff thought; but others would.

Is man wiser than his Maker?

Is the any spectacular moment like the angelic birth of a child?

Is the crowd you are hanging around moving you forward or holding you back? Choose your connections carefully... ~Janiece Rendon

Iš tūkstančio gal šimtas mąsto taip, kad verti žmogaus vardo.Iš to šimto gal vienas iš tikrųjų tiki, o dešimt visą gyvenimą abejoja, bet tai irgi tikėjimo požymis, nors kol kas tu šito gal nesupranti. Keli silpnuoliai puola į burtus ir slaptuosius mokslus, nes patys save apgaudinėja. Bet visi kiti – taip, jie pasirenka įprastą dalią ir tyli. Bažnyčia jiems tampa įpročiu, kurio laikosi dėl tvarkos, ir, jei praradę tikėjimą, jie dar ką nors mąsto, tai gal mąsto, kad pasilikę Bažnyčioje, nieko nepraras, o bėdos ištikti galbūt pelnys amžinąjį gyvenimą, jeigu išsipildys tai, kas neįtikimiausia, ir jeigu siela iš tiesų nemirtinga. Jie lošia tuščią žaidimą, nūsdami daug laimėti, bet manding, išloš tik tuščią nieką. Taigi. Apie tai niekas nekalba. Bet apsižvalgyk aplinkui. Ta pati tuštybė. Krikščionybė pavargus ir praradus tikėjimą. Užtat draskosi karuose ir sekinasi disputuose, kurie jau niekur nenuves, nes nebėra tikėjimo.

It always has been and always will be the same. The old folk of our grandfathers' young days sang a song bearing exactly the same burden; and the young folk of to-day will drone out precisely similar nonsense for the aggravation of the next generation. "Oh, give me back the good old days of fifty years ago," has been the cry ever since Adam's fifty-first birthday. Take up the literature of 1835, and you will find the poets and novelists asking for the same impossible gift as did the German Minnesingers long before them and the old Norse Saga writers long before that. And for the same thing sighed the early prophets and the philosophers of ancient Greece. From all accounts, the world has been getting worse and worse ever since it was created. All I can say is that it must have been a remarkably delightful place when it was first opened to the public, for it is very pleasant even now if you only keep as much as possible in the sunshine and take the rain good-temperedly.

I think of two landscapes- one outside the self, the other within. The external landscape is the one we see-not only the line and color of the land and its shading at different times of the day, but also its plants and animals in season, its weather, its geology… If you walk up, say, a dry arroyo in the Sonoran Desert you will feel a mounding and rolling of sand and silt beneath your foot that is distinctive. You will anticipate the crumbling of the sedimentary earth in the arroyo bank as your hand reaches out, and in that tangible evidence you will sense the history of water in the region. Perhaps a black-throated sparrow lands in a paloverde bush… the smell of the creosote bush….all elements of the land, and what I mean by “the landscape.” The second landscape I think of is an interior one, a kind of projection within a person of a part of the exterior landscape. Relationships in the exterior landscape include those that are named and discernible, such as the nitrogen cycle, or a vertical sequence of Ordovician limestone, and others that are uncodified or ineffable, such as winter light falling on a particular kind of granite, or the effect of humidity on the frequency of a blackpoll warbler’s burst of song….the shape and character of these relationships in a person’s thinking, I believe, are deeply influenced by where on this earth one goes, what one touches, the patterns one observes in nature- the intricate history of one’s life in the land, even a life in the city, where wind, the chirp of birds, the line of a falling leaf, are known. These thoughts are arranged, further, according to the thread of one’s moral, intellectual, and spiritual development. The interior landscape responds to the character and subtlety of an exterior landscape; the shape of the individual mind is affected by land as it is by genes. Among the Navajo, the land is thought to exhibit sacred order…each individual undertakes to order his interior landscape according to the exterior landscape. To succeed in this means to achieve a balanced state of mental health…Among the various sung ceremonies of this people-Enemyway, Coyoteway, Uglyway- there is one called Beautyway. It is, in part, a spiritual invocation of the order of the exterior universe, that irreducible, holy complexity that manifests itself as all things changing through time (a Navajo definition of beauty).

It has been said, 'To know one thing, you must know its opposite': To know supreme self-confidence one must know a complete lack of confidence. This is but one example - pick any subject and there you have it.

I think weeping is orgasmic. The feeling from the origin of the tears to their end is orgasmic.

I think everything good and right in this world should be put on vinyl.

I thought After the darkness of night There will be brightness of sun But sun came With a promise of night May be that's life!

It is a curious thing that we think it is more true to be sad than to be happy.

I think that many people will intentionally overlook all of the lifeless facts about their relationship with their significant other, just because they do not want to go through the trouble of breaking up, because it's safe, because other people expect it of them, because there is a fear of being alone... and in the process of doing this, they miss out on the life that is meant for them. Our lives must not be lived to be safe, to be out of trouble, to meet the expectations of others, and to avoid fear. On the contrary, our lives must be lived with courage, which can only be present if there is fear; our lives must be lived for what we know in our hearts is for us, not for what other people believe is for us; our lives must be lived even when it is not safe and even when things are troublesome. To die in full knowledge that you have pleased everyone safely, or to die in full knowledge that you seized what you knew was meant for you -- which way do you choose to die? Because that is the way you must choose to live!

...it is always easier to deal with things than with men, and no one can direct his life entirely as he would choose. -Wilbur Wright, 1911

It is better to be a failure doing things that you love doing than be a success doing things that you hate doing!

It is an inherent nature of life: Whenever success is in your reach, it tosses either an unexpected obstacle or an alluring offer, straight on your path. That unexpected manifestation, obstacle or offer, would either prompt you to press the panic button or distract your focus from your target. As you become busy dealing with the fresh situation, time, with its own flair, flies miles away from your reach, with the reward in offer. Those who endure, without getting disturbed by the obstacle or decoyed by the illusive offer, will reap the fruit. Others will flop, falling as victims to life’s conspiracy.

It is better to die while living, than to live while dying.

It is better to have a warm than cold heart.

It is better to keep your opinions of other people to yourself and not share those feelings with others. There is no reason for you to express your opinion concerning those in power. Mind your own business and keep your opinions to yourself.

It is a human propensity to refuse any change. After all, who desires to move out of their cosy caves and battle in this ever-developing world.

It is better to be a failure doing things that you love doing than being a success at doing things that you hate doing!

It is better to travel on the rough right road than smooth wrong way.

It is better to die courageously than live as a coward.

It is better to live just one day as a hero than to squander an entire lifetime as a coward.

It is extremely important to find work that the soul in our heart truly wants us to do, not what others expect of us. We need to find the kind of work we will never regret doing but would regret never having done—that kind of work and life. Only then can we live with excitement and passion even in our later years. Passion revives when the energy of your soul fills your heart. Find the work and life that will fill your heart with passion. This is essential in order to be healthier, happier, and more peaceful.

It is impossible to change lives and remain the same.

It is never easy to endure pain nor uncomfortable situation. It is seems easy to quit to avoid the pain.If you quit you will suffer later. It is far better to endure the pain now and enjoy later. Life is all about endurance.

It is its absence which defines the importance of a thing.

It is never hard to convince a man of something he already wants to believe

It is not blindly pushing your own agenda that will enrich the world. It’s is your ability and willingness to understand, appreciate, anticipate, address, serve and support the lives of others that will.

It is not death that allows us to understand each other, but poetry.

It is only light that can extinguish darkness.

It is said that the depressive has a clearer view of reality than does the euphoric. Perhaps, but the euphoric has a clearer view of life.

It is the negative people who often struggle to find something positive about others.

It looked as though you did not act in a certain way because you thought in a certain way, but rather that you thought in a certain way because you were made in a certain way. Truth had nothing to do with it. There was no such thing as truth. Each man was his own philosopher (...). " The thing then was to discover what one was and one's system of philosophy would devise itself. It seems to Philip that there were three things to find out: man's relation to the world he lives in, man's relation to the men among whom he lives, and finally man's relation to himself.