It's not always what we don't know that gets in our way; sometimes it's what we think we know that keeps us from learning.
When you are just EXISTING, life happens to you… and you manage; when you are truly LIVING, you happen to life… and you lead.
Some of the things I hated my parents for when I was younger are the same things I love my parents for now that I'm older.
We would do ourselves a tremendous favor by letting go of the people who poison our spirit.
The people we consider successful in our society are all people that seize every moment and make the best of each situation.
Our love is perfect. And even though we may not be, our love creates a bridge that spans over our imperfections and joins us where it matters.
There is a distinct feeling of contentment that engulfs your entire being after a day well lived, a battle well fought, and a purpose tirelessly pursued.
You are here with a unique purpose. Stop letting others define you. Stop letting others dilute you. Don’t be bullied or pressured into being less than you are.
Every great tragedy forms a fertile soil in which a great recovery can take root and blossom...but only if you plant the seeds.
Cemeteries are full of unfulfilled dreams... countless echoes of 'could have' and 'should have'… Don’t choose to walk the well-worn path to regret.
There is something beautiful about watching two people lovingly act silly together; behaving as though no one else existed.
The batshit kind of love that makes no sense at all… and at the same time… all the sense in the world… That is us… You and me; a “WE.
Love encompasses so much, reaches so far, and heals so deeply, that any attempt to describe it, no matter how poetic, only dilutes it.
... there is a whole hell of a lot of knowledge about the (expletive removed) human condition that we are not ready for.
We huddle tightly together as cowards, protecting the ranks of our false collective identity from "less-human" intruders, when the only obvious and sane truth is that we are all the same human beings.
You’re not a human being until you value something more than the life of your body. And the greater the thing you live and die for the greater you are.
Why is it so difficult for us to think in relative terms? Well, for the good reason that human nature loves absoluteness, and erroneously considers it as a state of higher knowledge.
The inner story, though the same in essence for all, is always single and unique in each human being, never before lived and never to be repeated.
We will see every human beings as Christ and we will help Hindus to be better Hindus, Muslims to be better Muslims, and Christians to be better Christians"(Mother Teresa).
You want Change, today we'll show you Change! Here's your democracy, your human rights, eat it, eat eat eat!
Maybe anosognosia, the inability to see your own disability, is the human condition and I'm the only one who doesn't suffer from it.
