Wasn’t that the point of the book? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I’d thought.
Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.
We are at our most powerful the moment we no longer need to be powerful.
Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.
In the end, it is important to remember that we cannot become what we need to be, by remaining what we are.
Your sacred space is where you can find yourself over and over again.
There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going.
No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.
We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.
If you want something you’ve never had
You must be willing to do something you’ve never done.
Me with nothing left to lose, plotting my big revenge in the spotlight. Give me violent revenge fantasies as a coping mechanism.
One Choice
One Choice, decided your friends.
One Choice, defines your beliefs.
One Choice, determines your loyalties – Forever.
ONCE CHOICE CAN TRANSFORM YOU
Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater.
You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word. It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
You become mature when you become the authority of your own life.
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
There is no such thing as a child who hates to read; there are only children who have not found the right book.
My heart is warm with the friends I make,
And better friends I’ll not be knowing,
Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take,
No matter where it’s going.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering ‘it will be happier’…
Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
After all, you can’t truly be happy if you’ve never known pain. You can’t truly feel joy if you’ve never felt heartbreak. You can’t know what it’s like to be filled unless you’ve been empty.
Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.
Keep your mind open. The meaning of things lies in how people perceive them. The same thing could mean different meanings to the same people at different times.
I’m going to paraphrase Thoreau here… rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness… give me truth.
Of life’s two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer’s hand.
Sometimes letting go is simply changing the labels you place on an event. Looking at the same event with fresh eyes.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
Learn everything you can, anytime you can, from anyone you can, there will always come a time when you will be grateful you did.
Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!
We think you’ll find that every woman in her heart of hearts longs for three things: to be romanced, to play an irreplaceable role in a great adventure, and to unveil beauty. That’s what makes a woman come alive.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can’t build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death.
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can’t move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies.
Have you ever felt the longing for someone you could admire? For something, not to look down at, but up to?
And I think that’s what our world is desperately in need of – lovers, people who are building deep, genuine relationships with fellow strugglers along the way, and who actually know the faces of the people behind the issues they are concerned about.
Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most.
Finding the lesson behind every adversity will be the one important thing that helps get you through it.
I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.
Always forgive, but never forget, else you will be a prisoner of your own hatred, and doomed to repeat your mistakes forever.
I ended up sitting right next to Sexy Patty. The placement wasn’t on purpose. (I needed the hands of God, not a girlfriend.) Since I was dealing with my own issues, I failed to notice that she was clenching a napkin and sweating profusely from head to toe. Nonetheless, she looked hotter than a fever.
What if the kid you bullied at school, grew up, and turned out to be the only surgeon who could save your life?
The heart may freeze, or it can burn. The pain will ease and I can learn. There is no future, there is no past. I live this moment as, my last.
…most of the time, all you have is the moment, and the imperfect love of the people around you.
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?
Life before Death.
Strength before Weakness.
Journey before Destination.
How strange that we should ordinarily feel compelled to hide our wounds when we are all wounded! Community requires the ability to expose our wounds and weaknesses to our fellow creatures. It also requires the ability to be affected by the wounds of others… But even more important is the love that arises among us when we share, both ways, our woundedness.
And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn’t.
Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it’s the chaos which helps us find where we belong.
A great human revolution in just a single individual will help achieve a change in the destiny of a nation and, further, can even enable a change in the destiny of all humankind.