Patience is, in and of itself, a great challenge and it often holds the key to breaking through a seeming impasse.
Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water - A deep resonance.
She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.
I talk about Breaking Bad being the most brilliant show ever, and even minor characters have subtle nuances and are fully drawn.
I really love 'Dexter. ' I'd like to be on 'Curb Your Enthusiasm' or 'Breaking Bad.
When we come close to those things that break us down, we touch those things that also break us open. And in that breaking open, we uncover our true nature.
If through a broken heart God can bring His purposes to pass in the world, then thank Him for breaking your heart.
I'm very fond of the strictly visual cartoons I did when I was breaking in in the 1970's. Over time I migrated to a more verbal approach.
The day is breaking someone else's heart.
When you create something new, you're breaking tradition - which is an act of defiance.
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
I didn't have a ton of role models back in 1998. So, when I was looking to get in, it was really just looking up at all the men who were out there. When you're not seeing women - when you're breaking into anything - it's like, "Well, this is what the men do and how they act, so we're going to just emulate that behavior. "
Each man has a breaking point, no matter how strong his spirit. Somewhere, deep inside him, there is a flaw that only the fickle cruelty of fate can find.
Your heart literally hurts when it's breaking. You can feel it, every beat another ache, and nothing you can do will stop it, either from beating or breaking.
Freedom. It's like no constraints, an opening, and then barriers going away and lifting and breaking and experimentation and. . . it's like attempting for something.
Our lives are a battlefield on which is fought a continuous war between the forces that are pledged to confirm our humanity and those determined to dismantle it; those who strive to build a protective wall around it, and those who wish to pull it down; those who seek to mould it and those committed to breaking it up; those who aim to open our eyes, to make us see the light and look to tomorrow [. . . ] and those who wish to lull us into closing our eyes
Matter is merely mind deadened by the development of habit to the point where the breaking up of these habits is very difficult.
People struggle most with seeing new ways of doing things and often need help in breaking through their tradition-bound mindsets.
So what I was essentially doing was, I compromised the confidentiality of their proprietary software to advance my agenda of becoming the best at breaking through the lock.
She bent her finger and then straightened it. The mystery was in the instant before it moved, the dividing moment between not moving and moving, when her intention took effect. It was like a wave breaking. If she could only find herself at the crest, she thought, she might find the secret of herself, that part of her that was really in charge. She brought her forefinger closer to her face and stared at it, urging it to move. It remained still because she was pretending. . . . And when she did crook it finally, the action seemed to start in the finger itself, not in some part of her mind.