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"What other people think of you, is none of your business."
"To be loved is to be fortunate, to be hated is to achieve distinction." |
"The diamond will surely shine one day even if someone tries to hide its brightness."
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By amending our mistakes, we get wisdom.
By defending our faults, we betray an unsound mind. The Sutra of Hui Neng |
"I"m tired of hearing 'There are plenty of fish in the sea'! Who wants a fish?? They're slimy and they smell!!"
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"Go forth under the open sky, and list to Nature's teachings" William Bryant
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Why do we always IGNORE those that ADORE us, ADORE those that IGNORE us.
LOVE those that HURT us and HURT those that LOVE us?? Author Unknown |
"People of character do the right thing,
not because they think it will change the world, but because they refuse to be changed by the world." Anonymous |
“People pay for what they do, and still more for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it very simply; by the lives they lead.” ― James Baldwin, Go Tell It On the Mountain |
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Real love stories never have endings. ~Richard Bach |
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out. ~unknown |
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
~Dr. Seuss |
“I don’t care if you’re black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor - if you’re nice to me, I’ll be nice to you. Simple as that.” -Eminem
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Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
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My stepmom sent this to me in an email
I thought it was beautiful and the words well written, spot on. Live A Life That Matters Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived, at the end. It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant. Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant. So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example. What will matter is not your competence, but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. Author - Michael Josephson |
I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from skim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. |
Beer is proof that god loves us and wants us to be happy.
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"Great acts are made up of small deeds." - Lao Tzu
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"I think maybe at the beginning of life, tiny pieces of your soul are broken up and hidden in things - books, people, cities, hobbies - and maybe life is about trying to collect them all."
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"Dear alcohol, We had a deal that you would make me smarter, funnier, and a better dancer. I saw the video. We need to talk." |
“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination
and life to everything.” ― Plato |
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