As long as you feed your light and allow it to breathe, if you do not cover it, it will continue to flicker and dance, mesmerizing, warming, soothing, healing...bringing light to others.
Put away these frozenjawed primates and their annals of ways beset and ultimate dark. What deity in the realms of dementia, what rabid god decocted out of the smoking lobes of hydrophobia could have devised a keeping place for souls so poor as is thi...
Capitalism is not merely a system for the efficient production and distribution of goods and services; it also incarnates and promotes a particular , an institutionalized normative worldview comprising and fostering particular assumptions, narratives...
Tears had poured from her eyes without any change in her facial expression. It’s pure pain and pure surrender when your soul cries without any fight from your body and that’s how I knew she was deeply affected.
We all have problems...everyone does. The only people that don't have any are buried in cemeteries. Rise above your problems and enjoy your life. Change the way you think and you will.
Truth is...You wouldn't want to sail your boat backwards, so why would you want to sail backwards with your life? Prosperity is always ahead of you & never behind! Bullying Ben
You can’t move forward in your life… If you constantly look at the roads you left behind you. Stay focus on what you want to accomplish today and tomorrow will be a much brighter day!
I can not stop despair but I can stand up & speak truthfully against it to make it uncomfortable every time it knocks on my door! Bullying Ben
The universe is always conspiring to help build a better you and to bring you to the roads of joy and happiness where you will truly enjoy your life. Question is are you doing all you need to do to help meet it?
Live your life to the fullest and never be controlled by fear. You will help make humanity better when you stand up to all injustice done against its children
To have despair is human...for we all have problems that at times burden us. To rise above your trials and tribulations, sadness, suffering and heart aches is above human and quite divine!
If you really want to possess a woman, you must think like her, and the first thing to do is win over her soul. The rest, that sweet, soft wrapping that steals away your senses and your virtue, is a bonus.
I didn’t have to look at him to know I’d just lost everything I’d ever wanted because I felt it. I felt the loss seep into bone and tissue. I felt it settle between the cracks in my heart and the empty holes in my soul.
" " cause trills because they're ludicrous and funny. paint endless smiles and swallow troubles whole. are thus because they make the day feel sunny. But are such that pierce the heart and weigh the soul.
He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice ...
I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it. We must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and the sou...
It's true; most souls come here in whatever clothing they died in, truly unfortunate for the people who died naked. Of course, it's really worse for us than them. Most people don't look good without their clothes,...
The problem with driving around Iceland is that you’re basically confronted by a new soul-enriching, breath-taking, life-affirming natural sight every five goddamn minutes. It’s totally exhausting.
We all of us die, Miss Smallwood,' he interrupted. 'But we don't all of us make our lives count for something. How much better to die saving another soul than to stand safe on shore and do nothing while others perish?
Who seeks for heaven alone to save his soul, May keep the path, but will not reach the goal; While he who walks in love may wander far, Yet God will bring him where the blessed are.
This is perhaps the most noble aim of poetry, to attach ourselves to the world around us, to turn desire into love, to embrace, finally what always evades us, what is beyond, but what is always there – the unspoken, the spirit, the soul.
