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Physical symptoms such as muscle tension, back problems, stomach distress, constipation, diarrhea, headaches, obesity or maybe even hypertension can be caused by suppressing your emotions. Suppressed anger may also cause you to overreact to people and situations or to act inappropriately. Unexpressed anger can cause you to become irritable, irrational, and prone to emotional outbursts and episodes of depression.

Amuse yourself, torment your desires. Drink when you're thirsty -- that would be very much too simple! If you didn't harbour a temptation eternally in your soul, you'd run the risk of forgetting yourself.

Failure is not able to have what you planned for, you planning for 'F' and having 'A' is a failure. Success is having what you do expect or planned, having 'F' when you planned for it is a success. Miracle is having a success you dont planned for, it breaks the law.

Honoring what you deserve is the beginning of living.

His was an impenetrable darkness. I looked at him as you peer down at a man who is lying at the bottom of a precipice where the sun never shines.

I killed my ex lovers and buried to my memories' grave. It is JanuaryAnd I am tired of being brave.

It is hardly unusual for a young man to be drawn to a pursuit considered reckless by his elders; engaging in risky behavior is a rite of passage in our culture no less than in most others. Danger has always held a certain allure. That, in large part, is why so many teenagers drive too fast and drink too much and take too many drugs, why it has always been so easy for nations to recruit young men to go to war. It can be argued that youthful derring-do is in fact evolutionarily adaptive, a behavior encoded in our genes. McCandless, in his fashion, merely took risk-taking to its logical extreme.

It was clear to her now, Happiness was a seductive illusion. No one as fucked up as her deserved one drop of joy. But oh god was it delicious when it fell into her lap for a little while. (Such a pretty face) she muses (with such a bruised and battered soul). When the dawn of a promise fades into the dusk of reality, all that remains is the nightmare. Sweet, sweet loneliness. Shadows come to play and prey on her beaten mind. Her lovely little dreams of poison.

Where there is desire, the means to fulfill it are endless.

A scar had been beaten into his mind which would only heal by experience.

God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.

I still suspect that most people start out with some kind of ability to tell a story but that it gets lost along the way. Of course, the ability to create life with words is essentially a gift. If you have it in the first place, you can develop it; if you don't have it, you might as well forget it.But I have found that people who don't have it are frequently the ones hell-bent on writing stories. I'm sure anyway that they are the ones who write the books and the magazine articles on how-to-write-short-stories. I have a friend who is taking a correspondence course in this subject, and she has passed a few of the chapter headings on to me—such as, "The Story Formula for Writers," "How to Create Characters," "Let's Plot!" This form of corruption is costing her twenty-seven dollars.

What a more beautiful world this would be if we didn't wait til people were dead before we honored their spirit.

Sometimes you want to say things, and you're missing an idea to make them with, and missing a word to make the idea with. In the beginning was the word. That's how somebody tried to explain it once. Until something is named, it doesn't exist.

Recipe for friendship:2 cups of TRUST, 1 dash of CARING, 2 cups of UNDERSTANDING, 2 spoonfuls of SHARED SECRETS, 1 cup of MUTUAL AFFECTION, 1 spoonful of CRAZY, and a whole bag of FUN

You are what you inhabit.

The only failure is giving up.

I hadn't yet come to terms with the man my father was, or the lives he'd destroyed. But I accepted that he was part of me, and that he'd loved me once.

Trust grows by trusting.

Prayer is a conversation between two people who love each other -you and the Lord-and you don't have to use fancy or religious words to dialogue with him.

My lifesaver has always been the hazel iris of your soul. It never fails. When the world plunges me deep into the darkness, one look from you is all it takes to save me.

So through a world of piety I made my way to Sebastian.

Keep a vigil on those who push you down always and leave them alone. Stay away from them so that you don't waste your precious time refuting them, trying to impress them or proving your point to them. Let them not occupy any free space in your mind.

They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.

I was in a department store and the clerk came up to me and said "do you want to lay on the couch' I said "Where's your clip board?

I always fill the chat box, almost every day, and end up deleting my heart.

The journey is the destination.

Trust that, when you are not holding yourself together so tightly, you will not fall apart. Trust that it is more important to fulfill your authentic desires than listen to your fears. Trust that your intuition is leading you somewhere. Trust that the flow of life contains you, is bigger than you, and will take care of you — if you let it.

It had never occurred to me that simply being with a fellow prisoner would make me feel like I was still in prison.

How often do the poor in the US get to stand in front of their nation's Marie Antoinette's and shove the stale, mass-produced cake of lower class reality back into their mouths?

I love silent conversations accompanied by a soft caress on my skin and my head on your chest listening to your heart desires.

You might plan how to sleep but you can't plan how you wake up. He who plans how to sleep is a Planer, he who plans how to wake up is a Dreamer.

If someone thinks you can help or heal them, and you think you can’t, choose their faith over your doubt.

DISARM ALL RAPISTSBut what will we doWith their legs?

Realizing and truly accepting that we are constantly evolving, that everything and everyone around us is also constantly evolving helps us to understand things. We have no way of predicting the future. What is right/wrong for us now, may not be right/wrong for us tomorrow because we and everything is constantly changing. We are free to make decisions with the knowledge that there is no exact correctness by which we can make a decision. It’s ok if the decision doesn’t work out, in fact, that will happen. It’s also ok to change our mind. There is no shame in changing our mind. What was right for us yesterday may just not work for us anymore

Do all the good you can while you still have the opportunity.

Perhaps I occasionally sought to give, or inadvertently gave, to the student a sense of battle on the intellectual battlefield. If all you do is to give them a faultless and complete and uninhabited architectural masterpiece, then you do not help them to become builders of their own.

I may be too young to be lonely, but I am too lonely to be young.

Dead or alive, true leaders can inspire an entire army.

Her mum is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, when Summer exits. “Gage left from here a few minutes ago,” she says, tone neutral. “His hair was ruffled.” She gestures with her hand above her head.The haze Gage left Summer in vanishes. She frowns.Her mum sighs and steps forward. Smooths her daughter’s hair. “If he hurts you,” she says in a mild tone, “I’ll kill him.

Dance your pain, sing your sorrows, because there is nothing else tomorrow.

You see? You're just figuring it out now, but I discovered a long time ago that the smarter you are, the more tempting it is to just let people imagine you. We move through each other's lives like ghosts, leaving behind haunting memories of people who never existed.

Nowadays, the Internet decides if you're good, not the big man in the big office. No matter how important that man thinks he is, everyone else knows that he's not important anymore, and the Internet decides these things, here in the modern age.

David could tell, by looking at her face as she read, whether or not the story contained in the book was living inside her, and she in it, and he would recall again all that she had told him about stories and tales and the power that they wield over us, and that we in turn wield over them.

Our Higher Self: The part of us that is connected to nature and also humanity" from Cinderella in Focus: Cindy's Secret

Boredom and ineffective attempts to escape tedium are the perpetual lot of humankind.

When I, awoke, they called me crazy; But only those, whom were still asleep.

Maybe in fairytales you're only as old as you feel, but here in L. A. you're every second as old as your pores.

Never believe the beautiful. Trust me on this.

A big secret to life is when you learn that learning is just as entertaining as entertainment, but with long term benefits.

Over time, loneliness gets inside you and doesn't go away.

Silence might be a shout for the truth. It might be the speech that someday, in its truest, most uncontaminated, unadulterated state, all will be revealed.

Early on, I had thought Wick was reaching for a body across the bed. But, for a long time, he had been reaching for me--for the person called Rachel, who did indeed, in the end, love back the person name Wick.

Reflect your thoughts and watch others mirror them back to you.

It takes just as much training to get along with people. Only, training by yourself in the mountains won't do you any good. You need to surround yourself with others. As you get to know them, of course you take the chance that you'll end up hurting them, or they'll end up hurting you. One of those things might very well happen. That's the only way we learn... about others, and about ourselves.

...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...

We can possess many great lands by faith.

I heaved into being, came out of the stone, the bricks, and other elements, and took form. (Dark City Lights)

They intend to make people's very appetites the next weapon of uncountable destruction. They intend that your people will lust themselves into oblivion in front of little boxes of changing light. Addictive light. A light that makes you feel like you live a life, when all you really do is eat what the light tells you to eat and squirt pee and pump poo. And watch the changing light!

A conscience without regrets ~ to live life without having to say you're sorry.