J.D. Young Quotes
I have always considered "Pascal's Wager" a questionable bet to place, since any God worth believing in would prefer an honest agnostic to a calculating hypocrite.
God spoke to you by so many voices but you would not hear.
Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.
Cam and I just broke up."Cam laughed, hugging me even tighter into his side.I huffed, trying to wriggle free. "What are you doing?""Getting back together with you.
It's taken me all this time, all this loss, to realize what really matters is now.
The insanity of love, and that’s why you’re trying to drive away with the park brake on.
I think I love you, Bennett. Probably not relevant at the moment so no need to say thanks.
That's it...I'm completely giving up on boys and concentrating on staying alive.
A man doesn't want to be rejected. We're really quite sensitive.'Sensitive?' She laughed, her head on one side. 'Sensitive egos you mean. Never met a man who didn't have one of those.
If the bombs go off the sun will still be shining, because I've heard it said thatevery mushroom cloud has a silver lining.
When you are 70% sure, act /because the other 30% is reserved for hope /which is doubt turned upside-down.
I don't know when and I don't know how, but you'll get through this. And you'll kick life in the balls just as hard as it's kicked you.
We are frightfully concerned with our own deaths, sometimes so much so that we forget the real purpose of our lives
I would rather go swimming with great white sharks than wade in romance 'cause I can never find the courage to ask her to dinner or even to dance.
you will never catch up.Walk around feeling like a leafknow you could tumble at any second.Then decide what to do with your time.--The Art of Disappearing
A door jumpsout from shadows, then jumps away. Thisis what I've come to find:the back door, unlatched.Tooled by insular wind, itslams and slamswithout meaningto and without meaning.
My tongue remembers your wounded flavor.The vein in my neckadores you. A swordstands up between my hips, my hidden fleece sends forth its scent of human oil.
Moonlight and high wind.Dark poplars toss, insinuate the sea.
Whenever I didn't know what to write next, I put a swift river in front of his horse and sent the two of them across!
By thinking of things you could understand them.
No matter how you define success, you will need to be resilient, empowered, authentic, and limber to get there.
Wearing a $1, 000 suit and driving a Ferrari may be better than riding around in a beaten-uppickup truck, but when it’s all said and done, it’ll be the experiences you remember, not the stuff.
You’re going to spend your life doing something you might as well pay the price to get what you want.
Rejoicing is grounded in gratitude, with a keen appreciation for yourself, others, your abundance, and the beauty around you.
Are you managing your energy well and using it for things that matter? Do you stop to recharge before you push yourself to critically low levels? Unplug to recharge.
When employees are fully engaged, they produce, contribute, and perform at higher levels. As a result, re-engaged team players bring more value to their companies and empower a positive culture.
Education is the power to think clearly, the power to act well in the world's work, and the power to appreciate life.
Education means Independence and Independence means liberty!
Relationships are never about power, and one way to avoid the will to power is to choose to limit oneself- to serve.
Any man could, if he were so inclined, be the sculptor of his own brain.
We lusty bibliophiles know that reading, unlike just about anything else, is both good for you and loads of fun.
Turning imagination into matter is the most beautiful an fulfilling challenge of all. I was about to find out this is also my purpose and meaning.
I hold this to be the highest task of a bond between two people: that each should stand guard over the solitude of the other.
You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.
It (politician) wants to separate them. And to do so it has chosen the worst, blackest pencil of all - the pencil of war, which spells only misery and death.
...you never knows where a spark may drop and a fire begin to run.
Fer in our dreams we find ourselves. Who we were. Who we are. Who we can become. Sleep. Dream.