It's a kind of madness in cosmopolitan cities now.
Business as usual will not be accepted by any part of this city.
The city needs a car like a fish needs a bicycle.
I absolutely love London; it is one of my favourite cities in the world.
Cities are the crucible of civilization.
There's not a racial divide in the city of Ferguson.
Everything all the time in a city is extraordinary!
Rome was a poem pressed into service as a city.
I won the city scoring championship as a senior.
Dallas is a positive, get-it done city.
[in the true mad north] of introspection, where 'falcons of the inner eye' dive and die, glimpsing in their dying fall, all life's memory of existence.
Let my body dwell in poverty, and my hands be as the hands of the toiler; but let my soul be as a temple of remembrance where the treasures of knowledge enter and the inner sanctuary is hope.
I suppose it is that sickness and weakness are selfish things and turn our inner eyes and sympathy on ourselves, whilst health and strength give love rein, and in thought and feeling he can wander where he wills.
Control is the inner disease of those who need stability and order to function.
When, and only when, you clearly see the inner roots to an outer condition, can you change them and thus it.
You must draw from that strength. You must increase it. And you must hold on to it because sometimes that small glimmer of inner strength is all that we have to help us press forward through the darkness.
Whether one is remaining alert (mindfulness), focusing on a single thought or phrase (mantra), or mentally exploring ones inner world (visualization), all are one form of concentration or another.
Celebrate your day of birthday as special day.Make a specific birthday wishes and write it down.You will be amazed about the power of pen and inner strength to accomplish the wishes. This will be a special gift for yourself on each birthday.
Damn this human who had come into her life and made himself so important to her; had made coming to terms with her inner monster that much more difficult to bear.
... but it is attitude, not years, that condemns one to the ranks of the Undead, or else proffers salvation. In the domain of the young there dwells many an Undead soul. They rush about so, their inner putrefaction is concealed for a few decades, tha...
A snowflake is probably quite unconscious of forming a crystal, but what it does may be worth study even if we are willing to leave its inner mental processes alone.
