aspiration

The only thing limiting your aspiration is your imagination.

To refer even in passing to unpublished or struggling authors and their problems is to put oneself at some risk, so I will say here and now that any unsolicited manuscripts or typescripts sent to me will be destroyed unread. You must make your way yourself. Why you should be so set on the nearly always disappointing profession is a puzzling question.

Good writing is more about graft and craft than inspiration and aspiration.

Live with the current day, otherwise someday you'll wake up and realise that all remarkable and gorgeous moments have passed towards your eyes, while you're waiting for the best shot to reveal yourself

Constant love despite almost impossible anti-clamix towards this place of the rising sun...

What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to be human.

Everyone has their own calling, but not everyone is looking for the phone, or either they missed the call, or just not answered it.

Dreams aren't finish lines to be reached at the close of a race. They don't suddenly materialize, fulfilled, where the road ends. The entire journey is included in the dream__ll of it from beginning to forevermore. You're on that journey right now; hence, you're living the dream. Enjoy it.

I love to write. But it has never gotten any easier to do and you can't expect it to if you keep trying for something better than you can do.

There was this tendency to drift. And yet _when she thought about it, what did she really want to do? Or be? She had given up dancing-the dance-because it was too demanding, because it required an almost total devotion which she was unwilling to give. The cruelest art._

God is the best makeup Artist I have ever seen however, you may get an honorable mention for sprucing.

Live through it or grow from it.

Let us subdue the ravages of the baser-self, and aspire to the higher calling of exalting joy through compassion, for that is the one true purpose of humanity.

The central ideas of Christianity _ an angry God and vicarious atonement _ are contrary to every fact in nature, as also to the better aspirations of the human heart; they are, in our present stage of enlightenment, absurd, preposterous, and blasphemous propositions. Christians well know that the much-decorated statue of the Church, as it now stands, is not of pure chiseled marble, but of clay, cemented together by blood and tears and hardened in the fires of hatred and persecution. And still we hear the cry, 'The whole world for Christ'.

Let us runaway to the aspirations we dream of in our childish moments, where magic is real and we are unstoppable.

The volume of your impacts is measured by the direction of your movements, the passion with which you inspire and the attitudes by which you make an influence!

Make sure that some aspects of your ideal day show up every day for you in business and in life.

The art wouldn__ complain if we leave her alone. Losing a touch with art, however, is losing a touch with our imagination.