I don't know your story or your dreams or the things that steal your sleep, but I know they matter. I hope you story is rich with characters, rich with friends and conversation. I hope you know some people who carry you, and I hope you have the honor of carrying them. I hope that there's beauty in your memories, and I hope it doesn't haunt you. And if it does, then I hope there is someone who will walk you through the night and remind you of the promise of the sunrise, that beauty keeps coming, that there are futures worth waiting and fighting for, and that you were made to dream.
The gentle rain which waters my beans and keeps me in the house today is not drear and melancholy, but good for me too. Though it prevents my hoeing them, it is of far more worth than my hoeing. If it should continue so long as to cause the seeds to rot in the ground and destroy the potatoes in the low lands, it would still be good for the grass on the uplands, and, being good for the grass, would be good for me, too.
It was well said that envy keeps no holidays.
If a man keeps cherishing his old knowledge so as continually to be acquiring new, he may be a teacher of others.
To give them what I never had heals me. Some days I look at them and almost start to cry. I think, How can I love them more than I did the day before? But it keeps growing.
I've learned that loving your self requires a courage unlike any other. It requires us to believe in and stay loyal to something no one else can see that keeps us in the world - our own self worth.
I have a level of fear going into every project, and that's what keeps me going.
God never talks. But the devil keeps advertising, Father. The devil does a lot of commercials.
You wear your honor like a suit of armor. . . You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.
When you are on a journey, and the end keeps getting further and further away, then you realize that the real end is the journey.
I'm glad I am crazy, it keeps me trying. I despise trendies, I know they're lying.
But “no” is the button that keeps us on.
The soul of one who serves God always swims in joy, always keeps holiday, is always in her palace of jubilation, ever singing with fresh ardor and fresh pleasure a new song of joy and love.
It's so important to believe in yourself. Believe that you can do it, under any circumstances. Because if you believe you can, then you really will. That belief just keeps you searching for the answers, and then pretty soon you get it.
It's a blessing to have the support that I do. The support from the people. To get all the love from them, is just amazing and it keeps me going day by day.
Connecting to something keeps our empathy alive.
Yeah, I think speculation keeps things really interesting.
To make a song is a gift, and once it's done it keeps evolving and changing and becomes a tool to interact with other people. It's like a conversation.
Why let your fury lay deep inside you, sullenly boiling your blood into silent steam and griding your bones to dust? I it not better to thrust it out with great velocity from every pore, with your every action? Let your actions speak your legend. The physical is the manifestation of the spirit. Let your spirit be teeming with fury. Let your strength be unusual and controlled. The average is the borderline that keeps mere men in their place. Those who step over the line are heroes by the very act. Go.
A man is more a man through the things he keeps to himself than through those he says.