I've Learned To Accept that one is never as great or terrible as they are made to feel, and the truth lies somewhere in between.

can't unscramble the egg no matter your wisdom and determination

Since birth, life is about stumbling into the unknown by every turn. One hopes there is a grand purpose to it all.Few are lucky to encounter the right people, along the journey.

Declutter your life from the burden of all that stands between you and your dreams.

You need your speace to strech your wings.You will learn in the due time to fly higher.

It's not about grand gestures.It's not about accolades.It's not about the world.It's about you.

We live in an increasingly chaotic world and it takes a conscious and concerted effort to protect one’s humanity.

Words have power.Their power doesn't merely emanate from the meaning they carry, but also hidden truth they leave behind.In what is left unsaid.

The blank page is the great equalizer and grand opportunity for continued learning and growth.

Human beings can handle much terrible circumstances in life. And that there is always light at the end of the tunnel.--Here Tomorrow

The novice spends too much time worrying about what you get.It is all about hoarding.Things.Thoughts.Worries.Appraisals.Love.You name it .

Do you love me as the person that I am now, or do you love me as the person I used to be?

I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

They're only memories, Sam. They might comfort us on days of self-loathing, but that's all. We have to consciously move forward.

Gratitude is food for a weary soul.

The measure of love is to love without measure.

I love acting. It's my playground, it let's me explore. But my happiness in this world - my level of peace - is never going to be dictated by acting.

All the happiness and fulfillment that humans yearn for exists in the present moment.

None of the affections have been noted to fascinate and bewitch but envy.

... imperfection would get me farther than perfection.

The world had moved on and all that was over, done before fairly begun.