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 most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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.
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.
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.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
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
Love is the whole and more than all.
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. Anaïs Nin I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved. George Eliot 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.
And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again.
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.
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.
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
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