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Badmind is such a treacherous emotion because the very thing someone badmind's you for, is the same thing he/she wants for themselves.

The hypocrisy and infidelity are two flaws, but they can be treated if we can be faithful to ourselves.

I miss your silent stature, your avoided days of disaster, your present state of distress.I’m cinnamon, cloves and fire, you are the rested cedarwood of desire.

accept that you deserve more than painful love life is moving the healthiest thing for your heart is to move with it

Gratifying when the basics reflect a fresh light, leading to real continuing ed.

Look deep into your own eyes so you may see your greatness and recognize the gifts that you were uniquely placed on this planet to learn from, to share, and to teach.

I want to be with YOU!"Bex to Tea

Without consciousness there is no existence!

I don’t want a challenge with a woman.” Adrian was getting bothered by his friend’s persistence. “I want one who’s ready and willing. You see how pristine that chick looked? We’re talking completely uncharted territory. She’s probably never had a tongue in her mouth, much less a cock. I ain’t got time for training.

Some survivors can be wary of most people, yet blinded by compassion toward fellow survivors or others who suffer — or who pretend to suffer, or exaggerate their sufferings, in order to take advantage of the survivor. Some survivors overidentify with other survivors, not realizing that even if someone was traumatized or suffers in a similar way, it doesn’t necessarily mean that person is honest. Being either overly suspicious or overly trusting can create problems with a partner who is able to judge the sincerity of others more realistically.

Complete salvation is being able to be so intimate with God that He’s your very best friend.

The only time you truly become an adult is when you finally forgive your parents for being just as flawed as everyone else.

Loneliness kills. It becomes more conspicuous in the crowd.

I belong to clever words and bedtime storieseven a good riddle or twoI belong to the sound of musicand dance to my own rhythmI belong to the sunlight on a chilly autumn daywhen the world awaits a new beginningI belong by the shore under a star-filled skywith the ocean caressing my feetI belong everywhere.And anyway I please.

And this also," said Marlow suddenly, "has been one of the dark places of the earth.

We frequently applaud failure in theory, but the dirty little secret is that it makes all of us feel at least a little ashamed.

I pray for all of us, oppressor and friend,that together we may succeed in building a better worldthrough human understanding and love,and that in doing so we may reducethe pain and suffering of all sentient beings.

May God break my heart so completely that the whole world falls in.

Good communication has just a little to do with eloquence. It's character that makes it more successful. Harsh words nicely articulated are sharp enough to kill your brand!

I said, “Je parle français.” Indira gave me a weird look. Or a look that said I was weird. Whichever. The point is, I don’t really speak French, but it’s a useful phrase for confusing people you don’t wish to speak with. However, it’s apparently more useful in Europe, where no one enjoys speaking to the French.

I wondered then if there could ever be trust in a relationship based from the outset upon deceiving other people.

He looked like some plant bleached by darkness.

[Cornell University will be] an asylum for Science—where truth shall be sought for truth's sake, not stretched or cut exactly to fit Revealed Religion.

But it only takes a doubt. A drop of ink falls into a clear glass of water and clouds the whole thing. So the moment after I realised I wasn't perfectly well was the moment I realised I was still very ill indeed.

It is not an unusual life curve for Westerners - to live i n and be shaped by the bigness, sparseness, space clarity & hopefulness of the West, to go away for study and enlargement and the perspective that distance and dissatisfaction can give, and then to return to what pleases the sight and enlists the loyalty and demands the commitment.

Of course you did." I took a step closer. "You have strengths, Tavish, that I greatly admire. You're skills helped saved Rafe's and my lives, for which I'll always be indebted to you. But there are other kinds of strength too. Quiet, gentle ones that are just as valuable, even if you don't entirely understand them.

That weekend the city blushed with a great heat wave but on Monday it rained, cooling the ache in the street’s burn.

Authentic people are so comfortable in their own skins they make us more comfortable in our own.

...Do you need a hug?” Payton asked with a smile. Ryann chuckled as Payton walked around the kitchen cabinet and held open her arms. “Come on in.” Ryann wrapped her arms around Payton’s waist and set her chin on her shoulder. “I made that stupid Silent of the Lambs threat again, and she corrected me. That made me furious.” Payton snorted with laughter as she wrapped her arms snugly around her. “Did you ever see the movie?” “No, I don’t like serial killer flicks. Shelly told me about it.” “I didn’t think so. The killer didn’t make meat suits, he took their skin. So when you want to sound really vicious, you say something like… ‘I’ll skin you and wear one of your ass cheeks like a beanie.’” “That’s really gross,” Ryann said as she continued to hold on. “But I suppose ‘I’ll snap you like a broomstick’ doesn’t have the same effect.

The gift of life, gives you the greatest opportunity to live and chance to rise above any situation. With hopeful attitude you can overcome any struggle.

So there the two of us were. Frozen in time, living in the moment, focused only on our immediate desires. Which of course included sex. Lots and lots of it.

Unless you are silent, you will notknow your urgent heart, how it beatsbetween the thin skin of yes and no.

Obedience is the master key to effectual prayer.

In those pamphlets that they give at mental health centers where they list the ten or so symptoms that would indicate a clinical depression, 'suicide threats' or even simple 'talk of suicide' is considered cause for concern. I guess the point is that what's just talk one day may become a real activity the next. So perhaps after years of walking around with these germinal feelings, these raw thoughts, these scattered moments of saying I wish I were dead, eventually I too, sooner or later, would succumb to the death urge. In the meantime, I could withdraw to my room, could hide and sleep as if I were dead.

It is quite possible that, even if you set the most relevant, realistic goals, you may not achieve them in the way or the time you wanted to. Life may throw something unexpected in your path, which stops you from achieving what you want, when you want. This is not failure. Feeling like you have failed is bound to lead to low mood, and can often come about if things haven't quite gone according to plan. However, the best thing to do is to draw a mental line under the experience, learn from what has happened and try again. As long as you are still trying, you are working towards your long-term aims; and as long as you are doing that, you are never truly failing.

Dale, a Plutonian Dreg Bug, the kind with seventeen eyes and a bad temper, got nailed in one of his eyes by a wild dart. Fight broke out when he punched Earl in the nose. Earl’s nose is very sensitive, hell it’s how he sees, sort of. Earl plopped down on the floor crying when a Flying Mugwhap flew over and ate Dale’s eye. Dale grabbed the Mugwhap and squeezed a good deal of the life out of it before the bouncer stopped him. Karen, the bouncer, is a reticulated Hive Mother, and a mean mother when she’s pissed off. She walked over and flicked Dale upside his head. That flick knocked Dale out cold, and cost him two more eyes when he hit the wall. She helped Earl up and bought him a drink. A nasty drink by all the comments I’ve heard. Something between varnish and the stuff people get in the corners of their mouths with a nice aftertaste of silver polish. Earl seemed to like it though.

Where you been, girl?” Harvey answered. “I’ve been sendin’ you twits for the last hour.

Still enveloped in a blanket of dreams he (life) continued to lie still, pretended as if he was in a deep slumber.

The most powerful thought is a prayerful thought. When I'm praying for you, I am praying for my own peace of mind. I can only have for myself what I am willing to wish for you.

Your skin is your skin. Your legs are your legs. Your hair is your hair. Your smile is your smile. Your past is your past. You can waste your life hating these things, but you may as well learn to accept them. Both routes are difficult and full of pain, but with acceptance, you will be happy one day, while with hatred, you never will.

The next time you’re waiting, redeem the time through prayer. You’ll be amazed at what you can accomplish.

What if you spent some alone time every morning? Call it prayer. Call it planning. Call it centering. I call it a powerful way to begin the day.

Sometimes I want to impersonate a fountain, but specific circumstances don't allow me to do it.

The oak tree is inside the acorn seed, but the acorn seed will never become the oak tree unless it is willing to grow and develop

The best way to pray is to open the Bible and pray Scripture back to the Lord, claiming His promises and asking that He strengthen and guide [us] in obeying His Word.

For writers - even sportswriters - bad news is always easier than good, since it is, after all, more familiar.

‎Without a knowledge of where words come from, things disappear, history is lost.

If travelling was free, you won't see me again

Show yourself to the darkness, they said, and then you will see your face." --Nero SlyvenskiALL LIGHT WILL FALL

THE LIGHT THAT NOW REFLECTS FROM WITHIN YOU RADIATES PURITY AND HOLINESS, WHICH CAUSES US TO BECOME A LIGHT TO THE WORLD.

These pages testify to the discovery of uhnlikely gifts when we stay in community--especially when we stay after things get hard.

It is never too late to take another voyage.

Nancy, every place you go, it seems as if mysteries just pile up one after another.

Quidquid praecipies, esto brevis.(Whatever advice you give, be brief.)

Who am I really? Am I still the same person if I'm not even technically a person anymore? Does being stronger make me different? Will it?

There really is no correlation between age and one’s bank balance. I’ve met wealthy boys and broke men.

I feel alive when you kiss me.

How can wealth persuade poverty to use its political freedom to keep wealth in power? Here lies the whole art of Conservative politics.

Never be proud but show humility towards others, true wisdom lies in being humble.

The most precious light is the one that visits you in your darkest hour!