Meditation tells you only one thing: God is. Meditation reveals to you only one truth: yours is the vision of God.
Do you know how you get the urge to clean your room, and it’s no big deal? But when your mom tells you that you have to clean your room, you don't want to? That's me, anyway.
A friend of mine tells that I talk in shorthand and then smudge it.
Very well, then: why are you attached to any one book, or to the words and ways of one saint when he himself tells you to let them go and walk in simplicity? To hang on to him as if to make a method of him is to contradict him and to go in the opposite direction to the one in which he would have you travel.
The way you dress is the billboard that tells perceptive people how you feel about yourself.
Everybody who tells you how to act has whiskey on their breath.
There's a quickening of her heart when she sees him. She tells herself it's anger.
The Gods have a lesson that tells you to build and destroy and that's the cycle of life. Things have to be destroyed and then it has to be rebuilt. I think rap always go through cycles where it appears that it's destroying itself but it's actually purging itself and after it purges itself it comes into another state of being.
You never know what you're going to share. I can play, I know what is written - the marks, the things the composer tells me to do - and I do it, but it will still sound different each day.
My brain tells me it will be better to just let him go. My heart. . . not so much.
An expert is someone who tells you why you can't do something.
My Bible tells me that if we train a child in the way he should go, when he is old he will not turn from it. I think faith and guidance can help fortify a young woman's sense of self, a young man's sense of responsibility, and a sense of reverence all young people for the act of sexual intimacy.
From the top of the staircase she sees the London train, modern and elegant, and she tells herself again: Whether it's good luck or bad to be born onto this earth, the best way to spend a life here is to let yourself be carried along, as I am moving at this moment, by a cheerful, noisy crowd moving forward.
Don't ever, ever, believe anyone who tells you that you can just get by, by doing the easiest thing possible. Because there's always somebody behind you who really wants to do what you're doing. And they're going to work harder than you if you're not working hard.
When Satan tells me I am a sinner he comforts me immeasurably, since Christ died for sinners.
The minute someone tells you you have cancer, it's kind of like you die. You really do die. It's like you get that you're mortal.
Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they add up to the story of life.
It is out of reality that the most peculiar tale of all is born. . . Some call me the Elder Granny, others - the Dryad, but my real name is Memory. It is I who sits on a tree that keeps on growing, and growing, it is I who reminisces and tells stories.
Tiffany has been apprenticing as a witch by visiting people in need with her mentor. After meeting with one particularly sad case, she tells her mentor, "It shouldn't be like this. " Her mentor replies, "There isn't a way things should be. There's just what happens, and what we do.
When someone tells you a piece of their life, they're giving you a gift, not granting you your due.