Today I wondered why my eyelashes aren't thick enough and why my feet aren't small enough. Then it hit me. Why do we take these insignificant things like millimeters on lashes and shoeboxes and then t...
I highly recommend running through grassy trails in the rain. There is a haven of serenity out in nature, the sound of raindrops and the scent of flowers, the feeling of the water along my skin. Even...
What you conquer within you conquer without.
There's something about the flower that grows through the rocks, the pavement; through logs and stone or brick walls... all roses are beautiful; but the rose that emerges unexpectedly through the asph...
Rise against every negative thought that rises against you.
With grace of God, we can only be glad.
If you follow your heart, you will find harmony.
Your greatest highs come from overcoming your greatest lows.
Love is the brightest star in the soul's sky.
You can't go back and I think that's the point of all to grow and grow until you don't want to anymore.
With persistent endeavour, you can fulfilled your dreams.
You cannot walk in a great man's shoes without getting sores on your feet.
A bird must rely on its own wings if it is to conquer the sky.
People admire inner bonfires that burn so bright, and out of ignorance to these things, they gather around and think that the bonfire is some kind of blessing on their behalf, is some kind of untouche...
Its just a part of life , just a chapter , just a phase ; it is to be over and it will but i has taught the harsh realities of life. In the end , your support lies in yourself. No one comes to rescue...
Her scar tissue, which she seems to amass both physically and mentally, may not be pretty, but they have become tougher than if she had never been wounded at all.
The world within you is of greater consequence than the world around you.
You become greater than what you conquer within.
The sun shall always rise upon a new day and there shall always be a rose garden within me. Yes, there is a part of me that is broken, but my broken soil gives way to my wild roses.
Despite our battered exterior and in spite of the festering scars and rank filth that overlays it, there is underneath it all the pristine likeness of God Himself. And we would be wise to cast an eye...