Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...
Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.
Dr. Seuss, I Can Read With My Eyes Shut!
A person's a person, no matter how small.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,Nothing is going to get better. It's not.
Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.
Why fit in when you were born to stand out?
Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!
I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
You're off to Great Places!Today is your day!Your mountain is waiting,So... get on your way!
So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life's A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and percent guaranteed) Kid, you'll move mountains.
How did it get so late so soon?
If things start happening, don't worry, don't stew, just go right along and you'll start happening too.
From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere!
All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!
I meant what I said and I said what I meant. An elephant's faithful one-hundred percent!
Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.
Remember me and smile, for it's better to forget than to remember me and cry.
They say I'm old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes.'
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments...
Beautiful thoughts from beautiful people.
My personal favourite, Rabbi Ben Ezra.
An extract...
Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough,
Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain!
Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
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