To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.
The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
You and I are more than you and I because it's we.
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.
...remember one thing only: that it's you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again.
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
n OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s
I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly i like the thrill of under me you so quite new.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ]
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