By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. 'Tis the waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger, portion of truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.
It is rare for people to be asked the question which puts them squarely in front of themselves
I'm living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed. Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up into my pores during the day, and at night—in the moments before I pass off into sleep—ideas explode into my head like fireworks. There is no greater joy than the burst of solution to a problem. Incredible that anything could happen to take away this bubbling energy, the zest that fills everything I do. It's as if all the knowledge I've soaked in during the past months has coalesced and lifted me to a peak of light and understanding. This is beauty, love, and truth all rolled into one. This is joy.
What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?
Be a true Heart, not a follower.
Take advantage of it now, while you are young, and suffer all you can, because these things don't last your whole life.
Isn't it sad how some people's grip on their lives is so precarious that they'll embrace any preposterous delusion rather than face an occasional bleak truth?
Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.
Accidents happen. Our bones shatter, our skin splits, our hearts break. We burn, we drown, we stay alive.
A mistake isn’t a mistake unless it can’t be put right.
Because, sometimes, things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.
We are all dying, every moment that passes of every day. That is the inescapable truth of this existence. It is a truth that can paralyze us with fear, or one that can energize us with impatience, with the desire to explore and experience, with the hope- nay, the iron-will!- to find a memory in every action. To be alive, under sunshine, or starlight, in weather fair or stormy. To dance with every step, be they through gardens of flowers or through deep snows.
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
The struggles we endure today will be the ‘good old days’ we laugh about tomorrow.
Learning the truth has become my life's love.
Hidup hanya ada erti pada yang bahagia.
Even as your body betrays you, your mind denies it.
Accept yourself, your strengths, your weaknesses, your truths, and know what tools you have to fulfill your purpose.
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely Given out Take only enough Stop short of urge to plead Then purge away the need. Wish for nothing larger Than your own small heart Or greater than a star; Tame wild disappointment With caress unmoved and cold Make of it a parka For your soul. Discover the reason why So tiny human midget Exists at all So scared unwise But expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise.