The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.
I don't care what you say to me. I care what you share with me.
Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.
One of the most important things you can do on this earth is to let people know they are not alone.
love one another, but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.
The universe never complains. When you're wrong or right, She always loves and cares, She always gives and shares. When you get lost she becomes the light, Helps you to find what is right. But she never forgets To show you the light.
Share your love, share you happiness, care for others; your wealth will be endless.
I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
Let people embrace their elected god or let them create one if they feel inspired. In case some want to share, it may be fun but if they don’t fancy the concept, they should be free to recant. (“Is Heaven a place in the sky?”)
They'll say you are bad or perhaps you are mad or at least you should stay undercover. Your mind must be bare if you would dare to think you can love more than one lover.
But some secrets are too delicious not to share.
Once you reject fear, you will become the perfect candidate to receive and reflect Truth.
In what you say of another, apply the test of kindness, necessity and truth, and let nothing pass your lips without a 2/3 majority.
Sometimes I think that wisdoms slip from my mind like drool from the lips of an idiot... Where's all this stuff coming from? Is it any good? Any good in, you know, the wisdom sense? Who am I to spout this stuff anyway? Well, here's the thing. You too can find yourself shedding wisdom like cat hair if you only allow yourself the liberty of introspection. Think about what you alone know that no one else does. That one neat wonderful profound insight. It is fully yours. No one else on this planet of about six billion people understands it like you do. Now, see if you can share it with someone. Bestow it, a gift of yourself. Wisdom is like gossip. Except it's the good kind.
The saddest line you scraped in your diary was not that you cried but those moments when we both shared smile.
Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again...in long and priceless moments of shared solitude...
If I can see pain in your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile.
It's time that we shared the chocolate.
A baby paints our life with pretty colors. A baby fills our life with happiness to share.