Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Mockingbird

I'm going to mimic a friend here and share a bunch of quotes that have lingered with me lately.

 “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.” Robert Frost


 “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

"This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something." Elizabeth Gilbert


 “In the end, all men die. How you lived will be far more important to the Almighty than what you accomplished.” Brandon Sanderson

Sometimes we just have to wait long enough...then we find out why exactly it was that we kept believing.

“Expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.”


 That's what I am here for. To make people happy.

“The journey is part of the experience - an expression of the seriousness of one's intent. One doesn't take the a train to Mecca.”

“But God doesn't call us to be comfortable. He calls us to trust Him so completely that we are unafraid to put ourselves in situations where we will be in trouble if He doesn't come through.”


“There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”

“It's hard to beat a person who never gives up.”

She celebrated her laughter, her longing, her utter sense of well-being. This, she knew, was how living should feel. 




“It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who had blocked the way.”

 "She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. "

It's only half past the point of oblivion: The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run, the breath before the kiss, and the fear before the flames.

"The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain."

My friends, this is what's been on my mind.  

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