I was very precocious. I was pleased with myself. I thought I was very good-looking and I thought I was very clever - and I was.
Love is not getting, but giving; It is goodness, and honor, and peace and pure living.
Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.
To desire and strive to be of some service to the world, to aim at doing something which shall really increase the happiness and welfare and virtue of mankind - this is a choice which is possible for all of us; and surely it is a good haven to sail for.
Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love, to work, to play, and to look up at the stars.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
A river is the most human and companionable of all inanimate things. It has a life, a character, a voice of its own; and it is as full of good fellowship as a sugar maple is of sap. It can talk in various tones, loud or low, and of many subjects grave and gay. . . . For real company and friendship there is nothing, outside of the animal kingdom, that is comparable to a river.
I believe my research "validates" is the idea that "the water holds and transmits information. " I believe that the more we properly understand water, the more we can expand our consciousness into other dimensions. The validation for me personally has been invaluable because to be honest I could not sense the invisible world through my own sensibilities. When people would speak of the inner world of our psychology I would wonder if that was even possible, but through seeing how our thoughts have an observable effect on water I no longer doubt and it's because of this validation.
He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn't occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.
This cocktail may be virgin, but you won't be after drinking it. Schisandra is a superberry, an adaptogen and. . . an aphrodisiac.
When I write, my brain moves faster than my hands so I'm always trying to picture things.