Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Only in the darkness can you see the stars.
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us.
Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.
You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure about you. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
Your playing small does not serve the world. Who are you not to be great?
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep...
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
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