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Being able to experience and live the differences with sound judgement offers a chance to opt for what is right for one.

disregard the opinions of those you don't aspire to be, that's the first step to finding your own two feet.

Life can be hard in the real world.

Listen.Do you see that you can’t hear snowfall?Look.Do you sensethat you can’t see love?Touch.Do you graspthat you can’t catch poems?Try.Smell this glass. Go on taste this cloud.These material senses won’t get you far untilyou feelthe velvet glove caress your soul.

These were people who hunted for a way to erase the haunted, malnourished gaze from their souls and replace it with their faith in freedom and safety.

Everything about her always seemed to dance. Her lips as she spoke, her eyes as she laughed, even her hands as she made the cup of coffee I just ordered.

Love is not control, Logan. Love is partnership. Friendship. A wise man once said, 'If you want to be loved, be lovable.

Millions of business people are each constantly forced to choose between their desire to not be a bad person and their desire to be a good business person, that is to say, to make as much money as they possibly can by maximizing their revenue while minimizing the cost of producing whatever it is that they sell.

You know what I absolutely hate?When people say "the first African-american to do this or the first native to do this" like, seriously, I don't care. At all. I care much more about what you do than the color of your skin. You are just another human being like everybody else.

Boredom is probably more frequent and more tormenting if you do not have sight or hands.

The most upsetting thing about Society’s attitude towards disabled people is that many millions of disabled people became disabled while trying to please Society, the very same bitch that secretly regards them as subhuman.

Life is easy if you let it and hard if you make it.

I’ve grown quite weary of the spunky heroines, brave rape victims, soul-searching fashionistas that stock so many books. I particularly mourn the lack of female villains — good, potent female villains. Not ill-tempered women who scheme about landing good men and better shoes (as if we had nothing more interesting to war over), not chilly WASP mothers (emotionally distant isn’t necessarily evil), not soapy vixens (merely bitchy doesn’t qualify either). I’m talking violent, wicked women. Scary women. Don’t tell me you don’t know some. The point is, women have spent so many years girl-powering ourselves — to the point of almost parodic encouragement — we’ve left no room to acknowledge our dark side. Dark sides are important. They should be nurtured like nasty black orchids.

You pay a whore to make you feel like a man, you fund a philharmonic to make yourself feel like a refined man.

Little girls get hurt when they play grown-up games.

And there's you. You're just beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful, like nature. You have the trinity of beauty: a beautiful heart, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful soul.

Just imagine the existence of a man - let us call him A - who has left youth far behind, and of a woman whom we may call B, who is young and happy and has seen nothing as yet of life or of the world. Family circumstances of various kinds brought them together, and he grew to love her as a daughter, and had no fear that his love would change its nature. But he forgot that B was so young, that life was still a May-game to her and that it was easy to fall in love with her in a different way, and that this would amuse her. He made a mistake and was suddenly aware of another feeling, as heavy as remorse, making its way into his heart, and he was afraid. He was afraid that their old friendly relations would be destroyed, and he made up his mind to go away before that happened.

You wore my watch then claimed it as your own, twisting its chain slowly, hovered over the blaze of my torment. You would yell endless regrets across the dance Hall of echoes. So many echoes from a source that swayed smiling…id throw u over & over but you were the yoyo that’s loop strapped itself to the bones of my finger, layers so deep it would take more than a cut to untie your deceit.Lips bitter but your touch soothing & sweet. My heart would palpitate the moment your presence crept through the walls of my flesh; you held tight the gasps of breath keeping my chest strained with the pressures of your high demands. Not a single thing was enough, you needed me fragmented…

When regret and shame fades away, beauty will be in your heart to forever stay.

Being successful is the only way to keep doubters' and haters' mouths shut.

life - your gunna meet some two faced people, some bosses that make your soul cringe, some places you wished you'd never walked into... But then you'll grow, you'll learn that your gut instinct isn't nieve, your boss can ' fuck it' because your dreams are more important and the places you walked into unaware of chaos, will bring you to places of perfect peace. Hold on, the struggle won't last forever.

Your eyes are like heavy rain falling from pregnant clouds. With one glance, you washed awaythe poems I chalked on the groundand drowned all my beliefs.Now, I only scribble your name and believe in your truth. I know nothing but you.

Keep your heads up! We are sinking!

Talk about turning lemons into lemonade!

When you cultivate love and kindness in your heart, everything around you becomes love and kindness.

Naama Yehuda ‏@NaamaYehuda · 42s42 seconds ago Sometimes when the path is obscured all we can do is find the best way through the current moment and hope things will clear up ahead.

Melanin is an incomparable beauty. From the lightest to the darkest skin tone, Black women and Black girls are exquisite beauty in every shade. Yes, Black females have that special something that just can’t be ignored. We are Melanin Queens, beautifully created! Respect the complexion.

The past is just a story we tell ourselves.

It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry

Good man and bad man with money goes a long ways." ~ Amunhotep El Bey

Two things are needed to raise awareness: education and love. And these go hand in hand because we can be taught to love.

We need houses as we need clothes, architecture stimulates fashion. It’s like hunger and thirst — you need them both.

We don’t find Godin temples and cathedrals.We don’t find Himby standing on a prayer rug or sitting in a pew.God appears when welove someone other than ourselves.And we continue to feel His presence when we do good for others.Because God is not foundin mosques and synagogues.He resides in ourhearts.

YOU might be limited by a life situation, but GOD is never hampered. Praise Him!

She wears it so beautifully doesn’t she, her pain… Always smiling, always positive…. always happy to help… It’s like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it… with a touch of grace… and the quietness of that sad smile…. All so you’d never know how heavy it really was.

There's so much to learn. So much to enjoy. So terribly much to be curious about. Take your life and run with it. Make a habit of being alive. This much of anything, I have learned. And am still learning.

You are the captain of your emotions. No one and nothing can control those feelings except you. You have the sole ability to either let these make or break you, inspire or destroy you."- Elizabeth's Quotes

Sometimes relationships aren’t meant to be forever. We stumble upon one another to learn, to love, to appreciate and become who we’re supposed to be.

We dance to seduce ourselves. To fall in love with ourselves. When we dance with another, we manifest the very thing we love about ourselves so that they may see it and love us too.

People would want to get safe and come to Christ because they see the evidence in your life not because you quote the scriptures to them.

Well, love exists even you are muted and one another is blind

I would like to write my life story, but it seems to write itself.

Never give up hope! If you do, you be dead already.

Even though people experiencing dementia become unable to recount what has just happened, they still go through the experience—even without recall. The psychological present lasts about three seconds. We experience the present even when we have dementia. The emotional pain caused by callous treatment or unkind talk occurs during that period. The moods and actions of people with dementia are expressions of what they have experienced, whether they can still use language and recall, or not.

Around our enthusiasm, are the ways to surround our destinies.

There are some moments you won't completely heal from, those rare ones you will take torn open to the grave but throughout all the big moments that shake you up there will be countless tiny experiences that help you laugh all over again.

They are my men and this ship my responsibility. I vowed no woman would ever alter my path. Yet I kept them from ending you, and it makes me sick to the gut, for I would still rather die myself than see one hair on your head damaged by another man.

Reality for me is what I create!

the song of the deadheavy as rain on the wide banana leaveshard as drums

The best cure for a stick up your butt is a dog to play fetch with.

Tear me apart for your view.Open the window of my wounds.To catch one glimpse of youis worth a thousand cures.

Silence is the most expensive to buy.

Worry notif you are in darknessand the void sucks you in further.This is not the place we go to die.It’s where we are bornand our stories begin.

The more you give the less your poor

Even poison has an expiry date.

Raising teenage sons and daughters is a long and tiresome journey. With God's help the final outcome will be worthwhile.

For most people life is not a fairy tale, it is an adventure.

They’re scared of the other kind of love. The one which lacks hurt, but pains after awhile.

running with sharp knivesnever got me so farbut running with youseemed lovely

Nothing is Impossible. The word "impossible" itself reads "I'm Possible"!