cautious

Never shy away from opportunity and wholehearted living. Never be fearful of putting yourself out there. The courageous may encounter many disappointments, experience profound disillusionment, gather many wounds; but cherish your scars for they are the proud emblems of a truly phenomenal life. The fearful, cautious, cynical and self-repressed do not live at all. And that is simply no way to be in this world.

Life is fragile.Be cautious in life.

Idolatry happens when you worship or praise anything excessively to the point of causing you to believe it reigns supreme. All things on this earth are temporal, even your very own desires. Be careful that you do not create idols to worship.

I know the power of speech. I don't talk much.

Speaking a painful truth should be done only in love - like wielding a sword with no hilt - it should pain oneself in direct proportion to the amount of force exerted.

Be happy when you work, thankful when you earn, cautious when you spend, shrewd when you save, and charitable when you give.

A White Tiger keeps no friends. It's too dangerous.

Allow the fear to keep you sensible but not to keep you still. If you're afraid of the dark then open your eyes, see that you are home.

The cautious seldom err.

We are wise to be cautious, but I suggest we prepare for the worst and hope for the best.

If your prudence stops you every time from taking an action, then you are no more prudent, you are frightened.

Intelligence is knowing the right answer. Wisdom is knowing when to say it.

It is not the homeless, mentally ill or extremely cunning people that we have to be afraid of. When someone loses everything that meant something to them is when people should get very afraid. A person that has nothing to lose is the scariest person on earth.

Bravery is all well and good, but sometimes it's much better to be cautious.

Better overcautious than missing a jugular vein, as the saying goes."That was a very morbid saying. Maybe only vampire said it.

Sam woke to a feeling of utter, profound, incredible relief.He closed his eyes as soon as he opened them, afraid that being awake would just invite something terrible to appear.Astrid was back. And she was asleep with her head on his arm. His arm was asleep, completely numb, but as long as that blond head was right there his arm could stay numb.She smelled like pine trees and campfire smoke.He opened his eyes, cautious, almost flinching, because the FAYZ didn__ make a habit of allowing him pure, undiluted happiness. The FAYZ made a habit of stomping on anything that looked even a little bit like happiness. And this level of happiness was surely tempting retaliation. From this high up the fall could be a long, long one.

Be cautious of every motive behind any action, because not every smile is genuine; sometimes it's just a grin.