The truth only comes if you are willing to face some really unpleasant things about yourself.

You cannot save everyone. Some people are going to destroy themselves no matter how much you try to help them.

An intelligent person is never afraid or ashamed to find errors in his understanding of things.

Every positive thought is a silent prayer which will change your life.

Your intelligence is a fire that can illuminate any darkness. Awaken and let your mind burn so brightly! You are alive for a reason!

You cannot save people from themselves. All you can do is stand firmly in your hopes for them, with compassion.

When the storm rips you to pieces, you get to decide how to put yourself back together again.

Some people are so addicted to their misery that they will destroy anything that gets in the way of their fix.

Your health is a long-range investment that will pay-off when you need it most.

If you are really humble you will put yourself first when you need to take care of you.

By choosing positivity you become a contender for the human spirit giving hope to those in need.

Humans are born to build something outrageous.

Collecting the Wings Of Pain ~ The Sordid Stings Of Love Is all I Gain- Munish Maya

Life is like coffee, the darker it gets, the more it energizes.

What we actually learn, from any given set of circumstances, determines whether we become increasingly powerless or more powerful.

All lovely things will have an ending, all lovely things will fade and die; and youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by.

To live alone one must be a beast or a god, says Aristotle. Leaving out the third case: one must be both - a philosopher.

... such speculation is like staring into the hot white sun. you know the sun is there but you can't see a thing.

It's important to have a life outside the band.

I don't really have a favorite song. Music is such a big part of who I am, and speaks to so many different emotions inside me, that I don't have an all-time favorite.

Oft morning-dreams presage approaching fate; And morning -dreams, as poets tell, are true, Led by pale ghosts, I enter Death's dark gate, And bid the realms of light and life adieu.