Don’t live life as a spectator. Always examine life: Espouse new ideas, long for
new things, constantly discovering new interests, escaping from boring
routines. Engage life with enthusiasm; grasping life aggressively and squeezing
from it every drop of excitement, satisfaction, and joy. The key to unleashing life’s potential is attitude. The person who approaches
life with a child-like wonder is best prepared to defy the limitations of time, is
more “alive,” more of a participant in life than the person who remains a
spectator.
Tag: alive
The people you love become ghosts inside of you, and like this you keep them alive.
Rob MontgomeryTag: love memory remember ghosts alive
Dead or alive, true leaders can inspire an entire army.
Peter MohrbacherAnd as the ax bites into the wood, be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion in your soul means that you are still alive, still human, and still open to the beauty of the world, even though you have done nothing to deserve it.
Paul HardingTag: life death souls confusion alive tinkers
...don't settle for pap - our thoughts wander through eternity - experience the wonder of being alive...
John GeddesTag: experience eternity alive experiences wisdom-inspirational pap
When we allow the walls around our hearts to become rigid, and stay that way, we assign ourselves a slow death. Like the very air and water that flows through our physical body to sustain it, love must flow through our heart to keep it supple, and to keep us truly alive.
Jeffrey R. AndersonTag: love heart alive walls flow-of-love love-sustains supple
[Unhappiness] comes to you. You come into the world screaming. You cry when you're born because your lungs expand. You breathe. I think that's really kind of significant. You come into the world crying, and it's a sign that you're alive.
Jamaica KincaidTag: alive
I wanted something that I could look back on and say, yes, you were fighting too, you burned to be alive, and whatever failure or accident of nature caused you to be killed could be explained by something other than the fact that I'd missed your giving up.
Kevin PowersTag: death fighting alive giving-up
Hungry for beautiful words, the fox comes rooting around in the hedge, almost too close to the fire. He reads my mind with one glance and is gone.
All my poetry is now trotting around the bushes inside him, maybe some day to be partly eaten or left to rot. He understands being alive for as long as he can be, and does not worry about why, or what might happen afterwards.
Tag: words poetry death fire hunger alive hungry fox rot
He had become completely mad in his movements; He seemed to be doing everything at the same time. It was a shaking of the head, up and down, sideways; jerky, vigorous hands; quick walking, sitting, crossing the legs, uncrossing, getting up, rubbing the hands, rubbing his fly, hitching his pants, looking up and saying 'Am,' and sudden slitting of the eyes to see everywhere; and all the time he was grabbing me by the ribs and talking, talking
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