Curtis Tyrone Jones Quotes - Page 2

i love watching what you become when life thinks it has you cornered.

You must befriend a few skeletons before you'll find your deepest self.

Some situations are just like bad dreams, they're only unbearable while we're giving them our full attention.

When the doors begin to close, the mind begins to open.

The deeper magic always comes, in the intense sorcery of your inner silence.

Be patient with those who can't see your vision, because sometimes it takes time for eyes to adjust to the light.

Sometimes the only way to gain someones favor is to stop giving them yours.

Sometimes i don't have enough soul in my cheeks to show my face to the world.

Those whodisrespect youwith their mouthdon't deserveyour ear.

Dig deep & pull the roots of confidence from the ground of your being, standing firm in the raging storm until sunlight blossoms inside you.

Sometimes people outside of your people act more like your people than your people.

Earth is the ball. Humanity is the goal.

Some days punch us in the gut so hard it seems we can feel the whole universe gasp with despair.

Let's gather the world in a game of love with the goal of kicking our tears past Eternity & she'll kick the earth into humanity.

Outer gavels can't crush you when your inner judge is love.

Sometimes the only way to gain someone's favor is to stop giving them yours.

Please don't be overly sober with your precious wings, it's your addiction to freedom that makes me think that i too can defy gravity.

We're only lucky enough to see the wonders of nature's canyons because they're gracious enough to show us the places they've been damaged.

Develop distinct habits of wreaking havoc on any stinking thinking addicted to launching mental missiles aimed at sinking your unique magic.

You are theremedy of intensityi need in my life, tospin me out of themiserable monotonyof working on life'sdaily assemblylines.

If you keep standing on the verge of greatness, you'll eventually get the courage to leap into it.

Nurtured by negative circumstances, braiding raging tornadoes in her hair, she held her head high, wearing her weathered poetry with pride.