Adventure in life is good; consistency in coffee even better.
[True beauty] seeps into you. It doesn't make you forget yourself, but totally the opposite. It connects you with everything and fills you with awe that you share the same space with something that glorious. Like a sunrise or a clear blue day or the most extraordinary piece of glass. And then suddenly...you have this epiphany that there's more to the world than just you and what you want or even who you are.
You raze the old to raise the new.
To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.
Come on, don't you ever stop and smell the coffee?
Beauty—real everlasting beauty—lives not on our faces, but in our attitude and our actions. It lives in what we do for ourselves and for others.
When the creative impulse sweeps over you, grab it. You grab it and honor it and use it, because momentum is a rare gift.
Forgiving others is easier when I remember that I'm human and stupid, too.
Getting lost is just another way of saying 'going exploring.
There must be a few times in life when you stand at a precipice of a decision. When you know there will forever be a Before and an After...I knew there would be no turning back if I designated this moment as my own Prime Meridian from which everything else would be measured.
He knew me in all the ways that truly mattered: the shape of my fears, the contours of my dreams.
You would be surprised what two hours of daily exercise and five hundred stomach crunches can do for you.
What would it be like to look in the mirror and actually accept what you see? Not loathe the reflection, or despise it, or be resigned to it? But to like it?
I didn't know that the world could be so mind-blowingly beautiful.
Hey, if it's a good philosophy, it works. Death is imminent. Live every day like it's your last.
I hated roses. I hated them for being so trite, so clichéd, a default, all-purpose flower that said I love you, I'm sorry, and get well soon. Give me peonies and tulips, orchids or gardenia. Those were flowers with character.
You can see beauty in everything, except for yourself.
Physical beauty wasn't the same as True Beauty, any more than pretty ugly meant truly ugly or Magnetic North meant True North.
Wait!" What?" I lowered my cup hastily, wondering if maybe there was a stray hair, or worse, a newly boiled bug inside my cup. You got to smell it first. It's the proper way to cup coffee." Cup coffee?" Taste it." What? Are you the coffee police or something?
If art made you think, then this was Art. Staring at the ball, made of layers and layers of cloth, I wondered about the glass marble at its heart. What if you wanted to reach that marble? Make sure it was still whole? You'd have to remove the layers. You'd have to risk breaking the ball for a chance at freeing it. Fear, knowledge, certainty - you'd have to be willing to let them all go.
A pathfinder's job is hard enough — blazing trails where there are none, guided by nothing but hearsay and gut. While you're hacking your way through bracken, worrying about lurking beasts, all you can do is hope you had chosen the right direction.
Inertia is so easy—don't fix what's not broken. Leave well enough alone. So we end up accepting what is broken, mistaking complaining for action, procrastinating for deliberation.
You know, there are easier ways to meet a guy than to run him over.
If there was one thing I refused to be, it was an insignificant footnote in some boy's history.
You know, sometimes the most direct route isn't the right one. - Jacob
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