D. P . Hall Quotes
Take a child & teach him physics his first 7 grades of education, I submit he'd excel to a savant-like level. Imagine adult focus for 7 yrs.
In a second-hand bookshop head to the back, find the old books with dust undisturbed and worn off covers for these clothe true treasures.
Don't you see? You can't be brave without being afraid. The brave ones are always afraid. But they do what they must, even so.
It felt dangerous. It felt amazing. It felt like of course the lights were out, because all the electricity in the city was in my veins.
We all dream of finding that one person whom will love us even after there are no more tomorrows.
Besides, Mrs. Quesnt, did it never occur to you that we are not changing at all-that rather, we are simply becoming more ourselves?
Art teaches something we all need to learn, especially about people who are different from ourselves: "To see things the way they truly are, sometimes you have to look more deeply.
Instantaneous forgiveness can bring longstanding self-preservation, not to mention a cheaper Ralph's bill on Rolaids.
No matter what happens, you can make it. Like a fist tightened as hard as possible, you can always apply more.
Whatever unspeakable act done to you, write it down, read it, then ball up the paper & sling it hard into the wall. Expunge it from your soul
Maybe she knew some day it would become my job. My job to complete the melody she had begun.
Would you dare to reach inside the vault of a feral heart?Glare into the keyhole, eyes bound with intrigue...is it real what we perceive? or does the absent colour leave you lost or decieved?
She did not want to know what charmhe had used to make her love him so deeply. She did not want to know it wasn’t real.
Sweetheart, Is today the day you run away alone in fear? Or the day you have the balls to trust in our friendship? Trust in the four of us. Together
Sometimes I help him out and sometimes he helps me out, and sometimes he tries to push me through the wall. (Dark City Lights)
I honor the past. I'm loyal to the future. But I fight with the present. Since NOW's where I belong, every battle's fought with urgency.
November 20th, 2013. A new beginning. A new day. Reborn. Time to grow. Hello world! I am yours. Feed me, I am full of curiosity. Awakened.
The best thing about this journey is I know I have it in me to keep going. Battle-tested, you know? Now, my heart laughs at the word 'quit'.
For the sake of all the others who are like you, but less strong and less gifted perhaps, many of them, it's up to you to have the courage to make good.
...too often it's only children and old people who speak the truth. You just have to slow down and listen.
& may you shine on in the sky with diamonds & dreams...do it for the suit behind the platform, who only wished he were free.have strength in freedom.
Two years hence you will be as calm as I am now, - and far, far happier, I trust, for you are a man and free to act as you please
I have a sort of . . . thing, I suppose, for certain words. They spark inside me, somehow, turning me to touchpaper, but I don't know what they are until someone says them.
It's amazing the things that the heart and mind can endure. No one ever told me that growing up, so I often spent my childhood thinking something was wrong with me.
When I was lost in the fog, it was as though nothing else existed. And, afterwards, it seemed incomprehensible that I had ever really thought like that. Self-recrimination inevitably followed.
Days passed in a grey fog. I was becalmed. Without energy, without hope, with no sight of land, I could remember feeling better but I somehow couldn't believe in it. There was nothing but this.
There had been a subtle realignment of the spheres. The world was somehow a place I could endure again. If life was a grey corridor lined with doors, it was now within my power to open some of them.
The realization was becoming clearer: How could she expect others to trust her with the intricacies of their lives if she was not not willing to reveal hers?
His suppressed grief becomes anger. But what can he do with anger? It must also be suppressed.
It's okay to fail. It does not make you forever a failure. In fact, there are no failures really. Only human beings doing the best they can.
I wish my brain had an off switch. Maybe that way I could get some sleep.
When I am alone, I drink my tea with pinkie raised, like a kid playing "tea party." At times, a fancy British accent is involved. Dahling!
Every action or perceived inaction shapes credibility.
Shape your mindsets or your mindsets will shape you.
The number one way culture is shaped is by what leaders model.
As I look back on the time I've spent with him, loving him, learning him, I'm grateful for the moments. Because in the end, it's the moments that make life worth living...
It’s easy to be a Christian when you’re living the perfect life. It’s easy to live a perfect life when God seems to be showering you with blessings.
Whose are all these ghosts?” she said, smiling at a flustered-looking Geraldine. “Oh, ” said Geraldine, “I think they might be mine...?
...she knew, with all her heart that running away from the country’s top relationship coach was as good as saying, 'there’s no hope for me, ever'!
You can never replace someone you love like that. Eventually the memories won’t be so hard on you. With time, the memories will make you smile and you will be grateful for having them.