Live from abundance;
Utilize with economy;
Share in advance.
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Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
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Nothing is built on stone; All is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.
Jorge Luis BorgesIf only I'd known my differentness would be an asset, then my earlier life would have been much easier.
Bette MidlerHow long does it take man to realize that he cannot want what he wants? You have to live in hell to see heaven.
William S. BurroughsFreedom...is the act of releasing ourselves from the bondage of that which keeps us from living the life we were meant to live.
Kelli WilsonDying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a hawk in the sky. Living was an earthen jar of water in the dust of the threshing with the grain flailed out and the chaff blowing. Living was a horse between your legs and a carbine under one leg and a hill and a valley and a stream with trees along it and the far side of the valley and the hills beyond.
Ernest HemingwayTags: life death living dying ernest-hemingway for-whom-the-bell-tolls
When I was a little girl, everything in the world fell into either of these two categories: wrong or right. Black or white. Now that I am an adult, I have put childish things aside and now I know that some things fall into wrong and some things fall into right. Some things are categorized as black and some things are categorized as white. But most things in the world aren't either! Most things in the world aren't black, aren't white, aren't wrong, aren't right, but most of everything is just different. And now I know that there's nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don't have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey. And when I was a child, I thought that God was the God who only saw black and white. Now that I am no longer a child, I can see, that God is the God who can see the black and the white and the grey, too, and He dances on the grey! Grey is okay.
C. JoyBell C.Tags: life inspirational learning god inspirational-quotes different living growth right-and-wrong life-lessons life-and-living growing inspirational-life childish differences living-life childishness black-and-white grey wrong-and-right greyness
And all at once the heavy night
Fell from my eyes and I could see, --
A drenched and dripping apple-tree,
A last long line of silver rain,
A sky grown clear and blue again.
And as I looked a quickening gust
Of wind blew up to me and thrust
Into my face a miracle
Of orchard-breath, and with the smell, --
I know not how such things can be! --
I breathed my soul back into me.
Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I
And hailed the earth with such a cry
As is not heard save from a man
Who has been dead, and lives again.
About the trees my arms I wound;
Like one gone mad I hugged the ground;
I raised my quivering arms on high;
I laughed and laughed into the sky
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Funerals aren't scheduled.
Benjamin J. CareyTags: life strength death living adversity destiny dying funerals
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