S Austin Quotes
Your heart beats between the palm of my hand.Its need to beOne with meDripsBetween my fingertipsAs I squeeze perfect drops of love into small receptacles to be preserved...For later. ☕️
Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me your poetry.
Can still windmills, still produce wind? Can a heart still love, when a heart no longer is?
As a man thinketh so is he? The faith of a mustard seed? I planted these words in my thoughts, and still, mind wound up lost, between my dreams and reality.
Art that only comes from the head isn't any good.
... everyone regrets something, but you can't change the past. You've got to let go and make new memories until the old ones fade enough that they don't hold any power over you.
For me, recovery and self-care are inextricably connected. My recovery from abuse, addiction, and a suicide attempt required dumptruck loads of self-care.
I have gained wisdom from leaning into my pain, in not allowing the hounds of hell to snap at my heels anymore. Now I turn around, call them by name, and let them know I am prepared to fight.
Don't give up when you still have something to give. Because nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying,
Your heart beats against the palm of my hand.Its need to beOne with meDripsBetween my fingertipsAs I squeeze perfect drops of love into small receptacles to be preserved...For later. ☕️
Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me, your poetry.
I'd give you my heart, but you'd just give it back, so I'll give you my words instead.
Where do I go from here? She thought to herself.Truth was, it didn’t matter.She had a new beginning.
Only those who believe can achieve what others merely dream about. However, without these same dreams we will achieve little. Dream AND believe to ACHIEVE!!!
I feel like people around me are betters voting on the wrong horse in the race. I am that horse, always failing to make others win.
If you ever find that you're the most talented person in the room, you need to find another room.
Life is a lonely business
Life is a lonely bussiness
Nobody is born with a style or a voice. We don't out of the womb knowing who we are. In the beginning, we learn by pretending to be our heroes. We learn by copying.
The way to get over creative block is to simply place some constraints on yourself. It seems contradictory, but when it comes to creative work, limitations mean freedom.
If you just mimic the surface of somebody’s work without understanding where they are coming from, your work will never be anything more than a knockoff.
Forget about being an expert or a professional, and wear your amateurism (your heart, your love) on your sleeve. Share what you love, and the people who love the same things will find you.
The best way to get started on the path to sharing your work is to think about what you want to learn, and make a commitment to learning in front of others.
All that matters is this moment and what you make of it, because the past is history and the future is just full of wishes that you can’t foresee.
The woman was simply leaving us alone with our future, the future she wouldn't be a part of. She didn't know how to do it or what it was, but she was trying to give it to us.
Belief in Yahweh doesn't come with your mind. It comes with your heart. When you only believe in things you can see with your eyes and touch with your hands, it is idolatry.
When words lose their meaning and their capacity to bind those who use them, neither democracy nor the rule of law can long survive.
If He strips us of all our own resources, we just might learn to lean on Him. And to start praying again.
The great thing about remote or dead masters is that they can't refuse you as an apprentice. You can learn whatever you want from them. They left their lesson plans in their work.
I listened to God and to my husband, not the the enemy's whispers, not to other people's opinions.
Love is like candy floss. you crave it and it looks very promising, but if you try to satisfy your hunger with it, there is nothing. Only a sweet aftertaste - if you're lucky.
The God of Romans 9–11 finds ways to show mercy, even when the facts clamor for judgment. This doesn’t sound much like Calvinism to me, but it does sound a whole lot like Jesus.
If you find holes in my book that you could drive a car through, do not be too sure they were not left there for that express purpose.
even in death, his last breath was poetryexisting in the wind and on the breeze of"it used to be likes" forever remembering, yet never relivinghis lifewill never be what it used to be like.
I do not run from beauty, my own or anyone else's. If it is a gift, I claim it and I use it. And if it is a curse, well...I claim it and use it." Victoria da Vinci