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To be a better cook, cook more. To be a better writer, read more.

World Class leaders know the secret to motivating themselves and others is discovering what they will fight for when the going gets rough.

Writers are nothing more than borderline schizophrenics who are able to control the voices.

The inclusion of dreams is the only viable supplement to the absence of more favourable outcomes.

When you become the light, there will be no darkness.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn ... is just to love and be loved in return.

These were good people and they had been good to us and we had therefore had a good time. To conclude otherwise was frightening, raising the specter of some unnameable quantity without which we could not abide, but which we could not summon on demand, least of all by proceeding in virtuous accordance with an established formula.You regarded redemption as an act of will. You disparaged people (people like me) for their cussedly nonspecific dissatisfactions, because to fail to embrace the simple fineness of being alive betrayed a weakness of character. You always hated finicky eaters, hypochondriacs, and snobs who turned their noses up at Terms of Endearment just because it was popular. Nice eats, nice place, nice folks- what more could I possibly want? Besides, the good life doesn’t knock on the door. Joy is a job. So if you believed with sufficient industry that we had had a good time with Brian and Louise in theory, then we would have had a good time in fact. The only hint that in truth you’d found our afternoon laborous was that your enthusiasm was excessive.

Sex is all right, but a hot fudge sundae don't never ask if the baby's really his.

I expect nothing of man, and disown the race. The only folly is expecting what is never attained; man is most contemptible when compared with his own pretensions. It is better to laugh at man from outside the universe, than to weep for him within.

Opportunities happen when timing, connects, and personalities converge.

Life comes and goes. …If you know that, you know it all.

The SolitaryAs one who has sailed across an unknown sea,among this rooted folk I am alone;the full days on their tables are their own,to me the distant is reality.A new world reaches to my very eyes,a place perhaps unpeopled as the moon;their slightest feelings they must analyze,and all their words have got the common tune.The things I brought with me from far away,compared with theirs, look strangely not the same:in their great country they were living things,but here they hold their breath, as if for shame.

I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.

Why did you tell me it was just a kiss?" she asked, waiting for her voice to break. "I don't even care about that other girl. I mean, I do, but not as much. Why was your first instinct to tell me that what happened between you and me didn't matter? And why should I believe you now when you say that it did? Why should I believe anything you say?

Well, as I see it, the only way to win is to play the game and beat everyone at it. And I mean, who’s to say you can’t make your own rules?” I say.“Spoken like a true outlaw,” Nicholas retorts.I smirk, a little guiltily. “I suppose. Thank goodness you went along with it. Anyone else would have refused to register me or left me to Master Douglas.” Shivers go up my spine.“Partners in crime.”I laugh at first, but then think about it. “That’s kind of sad.”“Or exciting.” He stares at me for a moment. “Well, speaking as your registrar, you need to get some rest.”“Are you ever going to let me have any fun?” I ask.“Not until the sun stops shining.”“Well, technically it goes down every night…” I say.“Not in this country.

‎I have panicked unnecessarily in all four corners of the globe.

Never offer unsolicited advice. The receiver might not know that you are smarter than him.

We don't have a great war in our generation, or a great depression, but we do, we have a great war of the spirit. We have a great revolution against the culture. The great depression is our lives. We have a spiritual depression.

A sense of accomplishment comes when you have completed the tasks for the goals you have set for yourself.

The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means."I know what it means," Clary snapped.No, you don't, you just think you do. Magic is a dark elemental force, not just a lot of sparkly wands and crystal balls and talking goldfish."I never said it was a lot of talking goldfish, you-"Jace waved a hand, cutting her off. "Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie.

Until you stop blaming and become positively self-critical you are not going to move forward.

But this time, so far as I can tell, my mother has not made her husband her desire incarnate, though she does love him very much. And for his part, so far as I can tell, he doesn’t try to talk her out of her self-deprecation, nor does he abet it. He simply loves her. I am learning from him.

All hail the light, the dark, and the grey.

i wonder if he is seeking me; as i am seeking him. I dont know what he looks like; but i know one thing for sure, the moment i feel his soul, my entire world will change.

As a writer: Aim toward becoming keen through a looking glass limn perspective on evoking pleasure of the senses with STRONG VERBS.

Where everything is words, you'd think I'd have some mastery and know my way around, but all this churning hatred, each man a verbal firing squad, immeasurable suspicions, a flood of mocking, angry talk, all of life a vicious debate, conversations in which there is nothing that cannot be said...no, I'd be better off in the jungle, I thought, where a roar's a roar and no one is hard put to miss its meaning.

I live within the world of books.

she looked up at the stars and gave Tibby thanks. She didn't have to throw her thoughts far to know they reached her.

One evening Milarepa returned to his cave after gathering firewood, only to find it filled with demons. They were cooking his food, reading his books, sleeping in his bed. They had taken over the joint. He knew about nonduality of self and other, but he still didn’t quite know how to get these guys out of his cave. Even though he had the sense that they were just a projection of his own mind—all the unwanted parts of himself—he didn’t know how to get rid of them. So first he taught them the dharma. He sat on this seat that was higher than they were and said things to them about how we are all one. He talked about compassion and shunyata and how poison is medicine. Nothing happened. The demons were still there. Then he lost his patience and got angry and ran at them. They just laughed at him. Finally, he gave up and just sat down on the floor, saying, “I’m not going away and it looks like you’re not either, so let’s just live here together.” At that point, all of them left except one. Milarepa said, “Oh, this one is particularly vicious.” (We all know that one. Sometimes we have lots of them like that. Sometimes we feel that’s all we’ve got.) He didn’t know what to do, so he surrendered himself even further. He walked over and put himself right into the mouth of the demon and said, “Just eat me up if you want to.” Then that demon left too.

Time flies, whether you’re wasting it or not.

I told Jerome I will ring Egg every day because he’s my pal and not because I want him back in the band to write our second album. - Clipper

Your values form the foundation of your life. They also form the foundation of your dreams. And just as each person’s values are unique, so are each person’s dreams.

Finally the dawn came, the sky fringed with pink, and the sun bright as a coin in a spill of rising red.

At least when one speaks of oneself one is passionate, well-informed and specific.

Further editing deepens a story.

Wind is on fire" - beautiful words. What causes the fire, what enhances it, and what finally extinguishes it by itself or by bringing in rainclouds, gets identified with it. Do breath and life have the same relationship with each other!

Do I look that bad?’ I said, my voice quavering with the rejection that I was ashamed for even caring about. ‘Is that what this is all about? How ugly I look?’Patrick kept his eyes on the back wall of the cave.‘If you really have to know, it’s the opposite of that,’ he said, his voice taking on a tender tone. ‘I think you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.

Words could bite. When I spoke to strangers, I wanted my words to have fangs.

Even silence tends to scream in a strained relationship.

Poverty is a dish best served with Potato Soup.

I am not gamesome: I do lack some partof that quick spirit that is in Antony.

Writing out your goals is the first action in a chain of many on the road to achievement.

The path of light is true enlightenment.

Be what you are. Do what you love. Speak what you feel. Don’t hide your humanity. Celebrate it. Embrace it.That is how you change the world.

I wondered how my heart could be both light with happiness and heavy with love at the same time.

I've started to feel very odd within my own life. It's most peculiar to feel lonely inside your own life.

She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.

It's not that we fear the place of darkness, but that we don't think we are worth the effort to find the place of light.

Maybe true travel is not the transportation of the body, but a change of perception, renewing the mind.

Darkness can always visit us; when it comes, we shall light a candle to welcome it!

I never saw her again. But even now, as an old man, I remember her as clearly as if she were standing before me. She was ice personified. There was once a time when darkness shrouded the world, and the darkness had a queen.

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

Someone dehumanises you by violating your child and every human thought you had for them is broken, undermined, then gone.

Words can create, words give life, words can build, words can destroy. Words can bring something out of nothing. What are you saying?

Women have eyes in their hearts that see what men cannot.

Our prayer life and rule of prayer will be shaped by the different stages of our spiritual journey as well. Many people who have just come to know Christ find that their words flow easily. Prayer is a joy for them. But, as with romantic relationships, there is a natural movement beyond this honeymoon phase. When feelings of intense connection with God ebb, we have a new opportunity to engage God - not based on cool spiritual vibes but as an expression of our genuine love for God. Times of spiritual dryness are normal for almost everyone, even if we haven't sinned and to the best of our knowledge haven't done anything to wall off our relationship with God. God may allow this dryness so that we can mature in our relationship with him and learn to seek him not for an ecstatic spiritual experience but out of a deeper love and commitment.

Darkness will never prevail. If you do not recognize the evil in our world, you will never stand up to it.

The future hovered in front of her, and she rode Cruise towards it, her hands steady on the reins and her head among the clouds.

Wine and a straitjacket. That pretty much sums it up.

In this world where I sit at my desk writing these words, people die, they pass on, people are mortal. In the cyber world we inhabit they do not.