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Reciting from rote seems a terrible way to honor the gods and a precise killing of the power of the words.

The secret to being a good traveler is liking a place before you get there.

There is absolutely nothing monstrous about being a vampire. In fact, it's quite beautiful.

The goodness of life is the gratitude of existence.

Time & distance does wonders for healing & rejuvenating your soul.

Do you think it will always be this way?”“What?”“I mean, when do we start feeling like the world belongs to us?”I wanted to tell him that the world would never belong to us. “I don't know,” I said. “Tomorrow.

Writers were as parasitic, she supposed, as the spore itself.

The journey to the center of your soul doesn’t start in your heart. It begins in your brain, and taking it makes you among the bravest of the brave for it’s a place only the rare dare venture.

Oh, this coming back to an empty house,' Rupert thought, when he had seen her safely up to her door. People - though perhaps it was only women - seemed to make so much of it. As if life itself were not as empty as the house one was coming back to.

Accept your mistakes. Overcome your mistakes. Grow from your mistakes. Growth only comes after you have realized your mistakes. If you accept your mistake and have gained knowledge from it, it was all worth it.

Mark it, nuncle.Have more than thou showest,Speak less than thou knowest,Lend less than thou owest,Ride more than thou goest,Learn more than thou trowest,Set less than thou throwest,Leave thy drink and thy whoreAnd keep in-a-door,And thou shalt have moreThan two tens to a score.

The ice inside me melts. Suddenly, I'm burning up and terrified, scared I'll be too weak to resist.Scratch that - I'm petrified I've already given in.

No matter how much he denied his attraction to her, those red curls haunted his dreams like brilliant flames that couldn't be extinguished...t"Fuirich air falbh on teine," he said under his breath, but loud enough for her to hear. Stay away from the fire.

A well hit golf shot is a feeling that goes up the shaft, right through your hands and into your heart.

Being depressed and suicidal doesn't mean wanting to kill yourself every moment of every day. It may be a fixed obsession, but sometimes it gets relegated to the back of your head. Rather, it means the world takes on the very cut and dry, black and white, unilateral aspect of a flowchart.

What gets me most about these people, Daddy, isn't how ignorant they are, or how much they drink. It's the way they have of thinking that everything nice in the world is a gift to the poor people from them or their ancestors. The first afternoon I was here, Mrs. Buntline made me come out on the back porch and look at the sunset. So I did, and I said I liked it very much, but she kept waiting for me to say something else. I couldn't think of what I was supposed to say, so I said what seemed like a dumb thing. "Thank you very much," I said. That is exactly what she was waiting for. "You're entirely welcome," she said. I have since thanked her for the ocean, the moon, the stars in the sky, and the United States Constitution.

The power of desire is a divine.Desire to live by faith.

Colin "I'm just--I'm just a failure. what if this is it? -----andI never do anything significant and I'm just a complete waste?"Hassan sat up, with his hands on his knees. "See, this is why you need to believe in God.

Charity is the best form of prayer. Do whatever little you can to help the not so fortunate. You may donate a small portion of your income, you may take out time to teach the underprivileged children, sponsor a meal for the hungry or just spend some time with an old lady who has no one. I am sure that you will move one level high on the spiritual plane. Like prayers, doing charity once is not enough. You have to do it continuously, as much as possible.

Even dead, Scarlett seemed able to graft my thoughts onto yearnings a gentleman should never ever contemplate. But then again, no gentleman had ever lived a night wrapped in her cool limbs, savouring such sordid and delightful affections as I had. Scarlett’s attentions had raised me above God, but so help me, in no time she had thrown me down to the devil. And then the killings had begun.

Words of war, on a piece of paper. Where peace is torn off, crumbled and toss in the waste basket.

There are no words in that fleeting moment between hope and the knowledge. There is no way to express how a heart can burst and break at the same time, how the sun can cut through the darkness but will case shadows everywhere.

Millennials: We lost the genetic lottery. We graduated high school into terrorist attacks and wars. We graduated college into a recession and mounds of debt. We will never acquire the financial cushion, employment stability, and material possessions of our parents. We are often more educated, experienced, informed, and digitally fluent than prior generations, yet are constantly haunted by the trauma of coming of age during the detonation of the societal structure we were born into. But perhaps we are overlooking the silver lining. We will have less money to buy the material possessions that entrap us. We will have more compassion and empathy because our struggles have taught us that even the most privileged can fall from grace. We will have the courage to pursue our dreams because we have absolutely nothing to lose. We will experience the world through backpacking, couch surfing, and carrying on interesting conversations with adventurers in hostels because our bank accounts can't supply the Americanized resorts. Our hardships will obligate us to develop spiritual and intellectual substance. Maybe having roommates and buying our clothes at thrift stores isn't so horrible as long as we are making a point to pursue genuine happiness.

Loyalty and devotion lead to bravery. Bravery leads to the spirit of self-sacrifice. The spirit of self-sacrifice creates trust in the power of love.

A lot of tragedy would be averted if people didn’t confuse trust with love. I expect my clients to trust me. I really don’t care if they hate me. ~ Brandon Hull

On those nights, the words were for me alone. They came up unbidden from my heart. They spilled over my tongue and spilled out my mouth. And because of them, I, who was nothing and nobody, was a prince of Denmark, a maid of Verona, a queen of Egypt. I was a sour misanthrope, a beetling hypocrite, a conjurer's daughter, a mad and murderous king.

Fear and hate create separation, love and joy creates belongingness and wholeness.

P.I. Cassie Cruise--You don't have to like her, but you damn well better respect her

The darkness agrees with me. It asks me to release it, as loud as a roar and as quiet as a whisper. I remember what my sister said long ago: You must control the darkness. You can’t ever give in to it. But the shadows want to make me happy, and I deserve a little happiness

In the midst of darkness, he alone sees the dawn; in the midst of the soundless, he alone hears harmony.

The boy knelt, shoulders bowed, on the sand in the grey of morning, moaning softly, fearfully. Glowing tendrils of energy streamed across the agitated sky, converging high above him in a vortex of brightness. He flung his hands heavenward and a sheet of blinding brilliance descended from the vortex. It enveloped him and from its core a pulsing sphere of light fell, entering his body and almost tearing him apart. He went rigid, screaming to shatter the heavens, his dark eyes bulging from their sockets, his mouth wide in a rictus of agony. Sirius exploded in a burst of silver-blue radiance, as his howl rose to a shriek beyond hearing and endurance. Out of the light and the sound and the anguish, two names imprinted themselves on his mind. One of them, he knew, was his own. The other floated for an instant above his consciousness like a fugitive white dove in the morning.

Light changes, our eyes blink and see the world from the slightest difference of perspective and our place in it has changed.

Devotees of these two spiritual paths of experience—oneness and goodness—have been at odds for centuries. Proponents of the oneness path have insisted that the goal of spirituality is to reconnect with everlasting eternity. They yearn to taste the quintessence of their being, to transcend time and space, to be unified with the one. In the other camp, advocates of the goodness path have traditionally seen stark choices in the world. They believe we should choose love, compassion, beauty, truth, and altruism over hatred, fear, anger, judgment, and other opposites of goodness. To them, there are constructive forces in the world that are being challenged by destructive ones. Their goal has been to stand their ground and choose to be good above all else. Even with those apparent differences, both paths have found homes within each of the world’s religions. As noted earlier, Hinduism offers the oneness path of Yoga, Judaism offers Kabbalah, Islam offers Sufism, Christianity offers Mysticism, and so on. Whatever the arrangement, the two paths have historically found ways to co-exist.

I don't know what love is,But i know what true love is,It is when two people encourages each other to grow ,Who will let you go out the world and trust that you will come back. This is what true love is about.

There was once a man who went on a journey to correct his regrets, He tried everything he could. At the end of his journey he realized that no matter how hard he tries, the door of miracles will never opened for him. That is why he thought, instead of regretting about the past what's more important now is to change the present for the future.

The ladies in her classes loved to speak to Caridad in broken Spanish, to show her they were comfortable with her ethnicity despite the paleness of their skin and the wealth of their husbands.

You must learn to enjoy life and have fun doing what you love

But stay away from him, Juliana. When we said we wanted to make you a good match, Leighton was not who we imag

Be your best company.

If you don't know where you're going, any road will take you there".

The Indian may seem poor to we rich Westerners but in matters of the spirit it is we who are the paupers and they who are millionaires.

All this sea of humanity reassured me that as alien as i felt, there were always others in the world far odder than I

Someone who thinks of possessing a fountain made of a winged baby with water shooting out of its mouth must not have too many troubles.

If there was no darkness, there would be no opportunity for light to overcome it.

Persistent smile brings out hollow dimples, and persistent frowns brings out hollow wrinkles.

God in his infinite wisdom has deposited in everything the potential for growth and multiplication.

sick of it whatever it's called sick of the namesI dedicate every pore to what's here

I'm not sexist, I'd f**k both sexes equally if I was gay - John Blu

What's the difference between depression and South America?If you really had to, you could conquer South America.

...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...

I swear, when that woman dies, she'll be deader than everybody else.~Pattiecake from Laid Out and Candle Lit

How can I put this? There's a king of gap between what I think is real and what's really real. I get this feeling like some kind of little something-or-other is there, somewhere inside me... like a burglar is in the house, hiding in a wardrobe... and it comes out every once in a while and messes up whatever order or logic I've established for myself. The way a magnet can make a machine go crazy.

It's always harder to be the one who's left behind than the one who leaves.

In a sea of trouble your thoughts are your lifeboat.

Inspiration for what we produce comes from reading, observing the world of humans around us and also the animal kingdom

Life and light will not let me be.

One reason we're not winning the fight against depression is that our available treatments leave so many in partial recovery limbo.

Thinking, existentially speaking, is a solitary but not a lonely business; solitude is that human situation in which I keep myself company. Loneliness comes about when I am alone without being able to split up into the two-in-one, without being able to keep myself company.

You ask me why I don’t love you, but surely you must believe I am very fond of you and if to desire to possess a person wholly, to admire and honour that person deeply, and to seek to secure that person’s happiness in every way is to “love” then perhaps my affection for you is a kind of love. I will tell you this that your soul seems to me to be the most beautiful and simple soul in the world and it may be because I am so conscious of this when I look at you that my love or affection for you loses much of its violence.

Be fearless enough to let love transform you.