Quotes Tagged "abandon"

In my efforts to flee God, I will always end up some place where’s He’s at because I’ve never left where He was.

What is it that we seek through greed if it isn't the abandonment of our souls?

It’s strange how what drives us may abandon us midstream, how what tickles our ears with lies one moment may tell us truths that knock us on our emotional ass the next. After all, it is an unbelievably real world, with Darwin scribbling his thoughts into books and telling us what monkeys we are. Each of us explores possibility, hungry for sustaining adoration, yet we know enough to render ourselves helpless. We strive and strain, bellow and believe, we learn, and everything we learn tells us the same thing: life is one great meaningful experience in a meaningless world. Brilliance has many parts, yet each part is incomplete. We live, heal and attempt to piece together a picture worth the price of our very lives. The picture I saw presented demonic executioners, who crippled those daring to look and consumed souls without defense. They’re everywhere. Some are people we know. Others are the great fears and addictions of our lives.

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

There was no hope of survival, anymore. I felt abandoned and betrayed. I never imagined such a terrible death and I was so conscious that it was happening now.

Sometimes, before even attempting to achieve something we feel afraid because we don’t know what will be the result of our efforts. We don’t know whether we will go all the way or whether dissatisfaction with the results would make us abandon our goals midway.

She hopes she might convince her sea monster that she will not abandon her.

All goals take time to be accomplished. Think a hundred times before setting up your goals. However, once you decide, don’t change the goal in a hurry. Don’t abandon goals after you have travelled a long distance on them.

The knowledge that he had left me with no intent ever to return had come over me in tiny droplets of realization spread over the years. And each droplet of comprehension brought its own small measure of hurt...He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return.

We are not abandoning our convictions, our philosophy or traditions, nor do we urge anyone to abandon theirs.