Your true potential is unlimited, and you can certainly achieve much more than human intelligence can comprehend.
Those who can confidently say they are living a life of passion are creating and contributing towardsmaking this world a better place.
Your purpose distinguishes you from others; not your talent, IQ, race, job, hobbies, or gender, as these are held in common with many others.
Your perspective changes relative to the frame through which you see things.
I have outlasted all desire,My dreams and I have grown apart;My grief alone is left entire,The gleamings of an empty heart.The storms of ruthless dispensationHave struck my flowery garland numb,I live...
Behold, O Lord, yet art thou nigh unto them that be reserved till the end: and what shall they do that have been before me, or we that be now, or they that shall come after us?
Stand up upon the right side, and I shall expound the similitude unto thee.
What betrayed me? Was it my heart? Or my Soul?
So many financial dreams are thwarted by the failure to act upon good intentions.
Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?
I am a dreamer. Seriously, I'm living on another planet.
Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.
In my dreams, said Ender, I'm never sure whether I'm really me.
One of the most persistent yet elusive dreams of the Modern Movement in architecture has been prefabrication: industrially made structures that can be assembled at a building site.
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink...
I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I find no rejection.I choose to love you in loneliness, for in loneliness no one owns you but me.I choose to adore you from a distance, for distance wil...
You life is full of purpose. Push past the set back and press into the set up.
It will not always be easy, but it will always be beautiful.
Us. All regrets, left them in the sea, smiling at life as if it was a beautiful dream, because if one thing is certain, clearing the strange foreigh steam. Like the diamond ring that fits in your fing...
She was small. Her shadow moved in the dance of chaos before her as the inferno blazed behind her and licked the sky with its many tongues. She clutched an indistinguishable toy with both arms tightly...