Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.
There is a time in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
You can't run away from yourself
I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact.
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
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.
Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.
Out of the night that covers me, Black is the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true.
It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
Going for character: why not now, and where you stand?
We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.
There is a tide in the affairs of men
Do not let your fire go out.
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.
Remember tonight...for it's the beginning of forever. - Dante Alighieri
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