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There is a fine line between assertiveness and being relaxed.
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What I must do is all that concerns me, not what other people think.
Ralph Waldo Emerson |
words of wisdom from my coffee cup...
Relax deeply, dream big and believe with all your heart
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Time is the ultimate teacher. Class is in session. Take notes there will be many tests. -
Unknown |
Someone to tell it to is one of the fundamental needs of human beings. ~Miles Franklin
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I think that when you get dressed in the morning, sometimes you're really making a decision about your behavior for the day. Like if you put on flipflops, you're saying: 'Hope I don't get chased today.' 'Be nice to people in sneakers.' ~ Demetri Martin
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Today a new sun rises for me; everything lives, everything is animated, everything seems to speak to me of my passion, everything invites me to cherish it. ~ Ninon de L'Enclos
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Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal.
A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh. ~ Leonard Cohen |
KNOWING YOU COULD IS BETTER THAN KNOWING YOU WILL
by Mark Bibbins I must see you; let’s meet at the fringes of respectability at quarter past nine. We could straddle the oft-licked curb (it’s the repetition we like). I promise not to say anything louche when you buss the backs of my fingers. What is that noise coming from the other side of the river— maybe pavement being set perfectly straight or a woozy guitar. In light like this we become automatic and can reach each other— what a difficult noise to hold and clearly making love is all that. Juiced, I’m sure we’re taller than before and don’t miss what we’ve lost. Meanwhile the streetlights blush in their globes as if they could tell how the party towed us along like a chain of rollerblading kids latched onto a bus. Later let’s go swimming down by the electrical plant since as you know the water runs out warmest from its pipes. Bring on the horse tranquilizers for my listing heart is pecker-fretted, truculent and true. |
“They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is. I have it in me so much nearer home To scare myself with my own desert places.” ~Robert Frost |
The more we shelter children from every disappointment, the more devastating future disappointments will be.
~Fred G. Gosman |
"Know your limitations...and then defy them."
"Every accomplishment begins with the decision to try." "It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop." https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/im...ueBtYJqyl9Bx_g |
From my favorite poem....
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo. ~T.S. Eliot |
When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you. ~Friedrich Nietzche
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"Yield to temptation. It may not pass your way again."
--Robert A. Heinlein |
Never ruin an apology with an excuse.
~Kimberly Johnson True remorse is never just a regret over consequence; it is a regret over motive. ~Mignon McLaughlin When you realize you’ve made a mistake, make amends immediately. It’s easier to eat crow while it’s still warm. ~Dan Heist |
Asking the right question......
"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me." ~ Ayn Rand |
Sometimes you have to leave your comfort zone to grow. Its not up to anyone else but yourself to do this.
"If you have the spirit of understanding everything and taking it in a positive way you will enjoy every second of life whether it is pleasure or pressure." "Some people think I say inappropriate things...... I prefer to think of it as, radical honesty." |
Home
“Home is not where you live, but where they understand you”
Christian Morganstern “He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home” -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe “I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.” Maya Angelou “Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.” Charles Dickens “Home, the spot of earth supremely blessed, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest” Robert Montgomery |
“Man must cease attributing his problems to his environment, and learn again to exercise his will – his personal responsibility.”
Albert Einstein “It is a painful thing to look at your own trouble and know that you yourself and no one else has made it.” Sophocles |
“Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car.” ― G.K. Chesterton |
“Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!”
― Bob Marley(f) |
TRUE LOVE
by Wisława Szymborska True love. Is it normal, is it serious, is it practical? What does the world get from two people who exist in a world of their own? Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason, drawn randomly from millions, but convinced it had to happen this way--in reward for what? For nothing. The light descends from nowhere. Why on these two and not others? Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does. Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles, and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts. Look at the happy couple. Couldn't they at least try to hide it, fake a little depression for their friends' sake! Listen to them laughing--it's an insult. The language they use--deceptively clear. And their little celebrations, rituals, the elaborate mutual routines-- it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back! It's hard even to guess how far things might go if people start to follow their example. What could religion and poetry count on? What would be remembered? what renounced? Who'd want to stay within bounds? True love. Is it really necessary? Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence, like a scandal in Life's highest circles. Perfectly good children are born without its help. It couldn't populate the planet in a million years, it comes along so rarely. Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there's no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die. |
OUCH !!!
“Dogs never bite me. Just humans.”
― Marilyn Monroe: :blueheels: |
The other line always moves faster.-Etorre's Observation
If you hit two keys at the same time on the keyboard, the one you don't want is the one that shows up on the screen. The sooner you fall behind, the more time you have to catch up.- Ogden's Law |
The Lark Ascending
He rises and begins to round, He drops the silver chain of sound Of many links without a break, In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake, All intervolv’d and spreading wide, Like water-dimples down a tide Where ripple ripple overcurls And eddy into eddy whirls; A press of hurried notes that run So fleet they scarce are more than one, Yet changingly the trills repeat And linger ringing while they fleet, Sweet to the quick o’ the ear, and dear To her beyond the handmaid ear, Who sits beside our inner springs, Too often dry for this he brings, Which seems the very jet of earth At sight of sun, her music’s mirth, As up he wings the spiral stair, A song of light, and pierces air With fountain ardor, fountain play, To reach the shining tops of day, And drink in everything discern’d An ecstasy to music turn’d, Impell’d by what his happy bill Disperses; drinking, showering still, Unthinking save that he may give His voice the outlet, there to live Renew’d in endless notes of glee, So thirsty of his voice is he, For all to hear and all to know That he is joy, awake, aglow, The tumult of the heart to hear Through pureness filter’d crystal-clear, And know the pleasure sprinkled bright By simple singing of delight, Shrill, irreflective, unrestrain’d, Rapt, ringing, on the jet sustain’d Without a break, without a fall, Sweet-silvery, sheer lyrical, Perennial, quavering up the chord Like myriad dews of sunny sward That trembling into fulness shine, And sparkle dropping argentine; Such wooing as the ear receives From zephyr caught in choric leaves Of aspens when their chattering net Is flush’d to white with shivers wet; And such the water-spirit’s chime On mountain heights in morning’s prime, Too freshly sweet to seem excess, Too animate to need a stress; But wider over many heads The starry voice ascending spreads, Awakening, as it waxes thin, The best in us to him akin; And every face to watch him rais’d, Puts on the light of children prais’d, So rich our human pleasure ripes When sweetness on sincereness pipes, Though nought be promis’d from the seas, But only a soft-ruffling breeze Sweep glittering on a still content, Serenity in ravishment. For singing till his heaven fills, ’T is love of earth that he instils, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which overflows To lift us with him as he goes: The woods and brooks, the sheep and kine He is, the hills, the human line, The meadows green, the fallows brown, The dreams of labor in the town; He sings the sap, the quicken’d veins; The wedding song of sun and rains He is, the dance of children, thanks Of sowers, shout of primrose-banks, And eye of violets while they breathe; All these the circling song will wreathe, And you shall hear the herb and tree, The better heart of men shall see, Shall feel celestially, as long As you crave nothing save the song. Was never voice of ours could say Our inmost in the sweetest way, Like yonder voice aloft, and link All hearers in the song they drink: Our wisdom speaks from failing blood, Our passion is too full in flood, We want the key of his wild note Of truthful in a tuneful throat, The song seraphically free Of taint of personality, So pure that it salutes the suns The voice of one for millions, In whom the millions rejoice For giving their one spirit voice. Yet men have we, whom we revere, Now names, and men still housing here, Whose lives, by many a battle-dint Defaced, and grinding wheels on flint, Yield substance, though they sing not, sweet For song our highest heaven to greet: Whom heavenly singing gives us new, Enspheres them brilliant in our blue, From firmest base to farthest leap, Because their love of Earth is deep, And they are warriors in accord With life to serve and pass reward, So touching purest and so heard In the brain’s reflex of yon bird; Wherefore their soul in me, or mine, Through self-forgetfulness divine, In them, that song aloft maintains, To fill the sky and thrill the plains With showerings drawn from human stores, As he to silence nearer soars, Extends the world at wings and dome, More spacious making more our home, Till lost on his aërial rings In light, and then the fancy sings. George Meredith The Life That I Have The life that I have Is all that I have And the life that I have Is yours The love that I have Of the life that I have Is yours and yours and yours. A sleep I shall have A rest I shall have Yet death will be but a pause For the peace of my years In the long green grass Will be yours and yours and yours. Leo Marks |
“Sometimes I sit for hours just thinking, wondering what the man upstairs is trying to tell me. Yesterday I reached the conclusion that he was saying, “Get me a slinky.” Jarod Kintz I love this guys humor. It is odd, weird, gross, and spot on, often at the same time. |
Happiness is not a matter of good fortune or worldly possessions. It's a mental attitude. It comes from appreciating what we have, instead of being miserable about what we don't have. It's so simple, yet, so hard for the human mind to comprehend.
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Most of us would be upset If we were accussed of being "silly" comes from the old English word "seilig" and it's literal definition is"to be blessed , happy, healthy and prosperous."
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Humor is mankind's greatest blessing.
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"All I ask for is an opportunity to prove that money doesn't buy happiness."
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Love makes life refreshing...
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Love is life's greatest refreshment! —Pablo Picasso |
Do not try to give either/or answers in a multiple-choice universe.
Robert Anton Wilson |
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We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit. - (purposely left blank to irk Hollylane) hahaha
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In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. Albert Camus
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People change
“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
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