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Human affinity to human weakness surpasses human affinity to human strength

Human nature is, and will always be, indelibly stamped by weakness. Indeed, we are so bound to our own defeat that it has become the means of our development.

Humans are most imaginative when they need a means of self-destruction. If the world existed in an overflowing amount of happiness; a utopian state, then the suicide rate would dwarf any extinction level threat. Humans cannot be trusted with their own survival. Their minds have been trained to be blindly and unconsciously subjugated. In a time related to Heaven-on-Earth, the smallest amount of worry, will drive a human into the arms of death. This is how weak and fragile the human mind and will is. It's funny, because the best friend of humanity, is none other than Chaos itself.

Humility is not weak, powerless, faint, a pushover, a punching bag or an abuse magnet, because above all — humility cares.

I always am in a role, lovely – for you, for them – even for myself. Yeah... Even when I’m alone, I am still in a role – and I myself am the most exacting audience I have ever had.

I always know what to expect of the things of Mother Earth. Sometimes they are cruel, but it is hard, clean cruelty. They don’t torture you with their own weakness.

I am a strong individual that may seem weak; but, my strength is in my ability to stay in the fight and sure my enemies that I can take the punches; and, still stay strong in my weakness. Because within time God will turn my weak persona to my strength. I will be able to show myself and others that being strong in a weak persona is a sign of humility.

I am just a guy, doing my best to be the best person I can be. And, every once in a while, I fuck up the moment I’m in. Please. Get over it. Get over yourselves. Get over this weird need to be morally superior to me and to the other people in this world. And let me be imperfect. I assure you, my imperfections drive me to improve. Let me love myself. I assure you, loving myself despite my faults will only make me a better person. Let me be my own judge. I assure you, I’ll be more fair and just than you ever will. Let me be the owner of my own intentions. I assure you, there isn’t another soul on earth who knows what my real intentions are but me. Love and acceptance despite ongoing and glaring imperfection is all I’ve ever tried to attain with this blog. For me. For you. For everyone. And I’ll never stop.

I believe in you my friend, so much so, that if any of my ideas make you feel belittled in any manner, I want you to rise against me and throw my work into the fire. Any notion, any book, any institution that weakens the self instead of strengthening it, must be discarded at ones.

I didn't like showing weakness, not to anybody.

If we believe that love is weakness? And people resent it, because they think it’s an admission of weakness, they draw away from it… and that’s why you kill the thing you love, because it’s your weakness personified. If you kill it, you will your weakness before it kills you.

Iedolas : A curious old law I still permit in the outlands. A thief who escapes his captor can no longer be held to account for his crime. Regis : A warning to the victim? Never show weakness, lest you forgo the hand of justice. Iedolas : Oh no, good king. Far from it. It is a warning to the hand of justice itself: Never to loose its grip.

If she were honest, weakness should be masked at all times. Any weakness could, and would be exploited.

If some talents were withheld, the Withholder knows why. He has done all things well.

If we could be humble enough to submit our passions, sentiments and even weaknesses to God Almighty, he would successfully convert them to something positive that would eventually glorify Him.

If a god had made the world, might world always be right, that would be so wise, we'd be spared so much suffering. But we made the world - out of our smallness and weakness. Our lives are awkward and fragile...

if people weren't sinners, every intelligence network would be out of business

If we clash with anyone, then it is our own weakness only.

If you are too weak to stand being hit and too stupid to avoid it, then you deserve more pain.

If you feel ashamed about your need for love & support, it's because you were made to feel this way as a child. It's not a sign of weakness to want affirmation, reassurance or someone to count on; these are natural, appropriate needs. Just make sure to be there for yourself first.

If you cannot bear our pain, you are not fit to carry our strength.

If young people are our greatest asset in a war that must be won then we must be willing to extricate them at whatever cost from the clutches of those who seek to exploit their weaknesses

If you live by the grace of God and you constantly recognise His grace in your life, then your weakness turns into strength

If you love a rose, you have to love its thorns too.

If you're not a smart worker, it's about how hard you work double the amount from the heart; if you're not a hard worker, it's about how smart you work but times two from the brain.

If you're strong you live, if you're weak you die.

If you saw me at my weakest, you will probably be knowing how strong I can be.

If you think a weakness can be turned into a strength, I hate to tell you this, but that's another weakness.

If you think women are weak, remember they give birth to strong beings.

if you show me how strong you are, i just exactly see your weakness.

I know exactly what I'm doing, but I just can't stop. That's my greatest weakness.

Ignorance and weakness is not an impediment to survival. Arrogance is.

I guess—I’ve been hurt by him,' he continued, not sounding like himself, 'but the reason I am hurt is because I love him. And I know that love is weakness, and that you always told me not to give my heart to anyone who could destroy it, but I guess, that is the point of love, is it not? To give yourself so fully to another, knowing that they have the power to destroy you?

I hate that leaders have the power to rule over the weak, transforming them into something they are not. But is that really true? Or just an excuse we use to be weak and not stand up for what is right?

I knew what happened in fairy tales. The strong survived while the weak were eaten alive.

I like people with weak will and bad taste. It feels like anything is possible.

I grab the pillows off the bed and chuck them at the reflection in the mirror of the girl I no longer know. I watch as the girl in the mirror stares back at me, sobbing pathetically. The weakness in her tears infuriates me.

I had to sever my emotional cord to escape the anger and shame that silently slithered through my head, disconnecting myself from the stares and whispers that followed me down the hall.

I know, I know. You're a badass. The best of the best. But everyone has a weakness. Even you.

I know it is difficult to believe in your own courage or fortitude when everything inside of you feels weak and shattered. But do not believe what you feel. You will not be easily broken.

I made spasmodic efforts to work, assuring myself that once I began working I would forget her. The difficulty was in beginning. There was a feeling of weakness, a sort of powerlessness now, as though I were about to be ill but was never quite ill enough, as though I were about to come down with something I did not quite come down with. It seemed to me that for the first time in my life I had been in love, and had lost, because of the grudgingness of my heart, the possibility of having what, too late, I now thought I wanted. What was it that all my life I had so carefully guarded myself against? What was it that I had felt so threatened me? My suffering, which seemed to me to be a strict consequence of having guarded myself so long, appeared to me as a kind of punishment, and this moment, which I was now enduring, as something which had been delayed for half a lifetime. I was experincing, apparently, an obscure crisis of some kind. My world acquired a tendency to crumble as easily as a soda cracker. I found myself horribly susceptible to small animals, ribbons in the hair of little girls, songs played late at night over lonely radios. It became particularly dangerous for me to go near movies in which crippled girls were healed by the unselfish love of impoverished bellhops. I had become excessively tender to all the more obvious evidences of the frailness of existence; I was capable of dissolving at the least kind word, and self-pity, in inexhaustible doses, lay close to my outraged surface. I moved painfully, an ambulatory case, mysteriously injured.

I mean, you may cause others a spot of bother by your weaknesses, perhaps, but coping with you may possibly increase their strength and sympathy. But if you sin deliberately, even if it seems only against yourself--well--you won't be the only one to suffer. You may even be the one who suffers least.

Impatience makes even the strong weak.

I missed you." I didn't mean to tell him so, even if it was true. Admitting need felt like weakness; it demonstrated dependence and vulnerability.

I'm not weak, I've just been strong for to long.

I'm strong beyond appearances reveal, But I'm human, and have weak moments still.

In a fight, your doubt is a target of enemy's attack.

I'm too weak to be as angry as I should be. I'd end up destroying myself completely if I were, evaporating oceans and burning forests. I'll just bury it under layers of solidifying lava that is the result of small outbursts that I couldn't help but release when the energy at my core became too much to bear.

In a fit of anger he had said to her, "You'll always be miserable," to which she thoughtfully replied, "Is that so? It's impossible to be miserable when you've known tragedy and hardship. Both strengthen and refine a person to the point where they may have moments of grief and sadness, but misery is known only to those who have a sense of entitlement...you know, people like you.

In the midst of wanting to be powerful, I found a weakness.