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Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.

It's alright to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.

It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.

In a moment I am everything, in a moment I am nothing. In a moment I understand everything, in a moment I do not understand anything.In a moment I am on cloud number 9, in a moment I am at ground zero.In a moment I love, in a moment I hate.In a moment I am a success, in a moment I am failureIn a moment I fight, in a moment I give upIn a moment I win; in a moment I lose and in moment I lose these moments to win more, to live for more and to love more.

The first lesson in constructing viral content is having the strength, courage, and self-confidence to get in touch with your own feelings, thinking about what profoundly affects you.

Imagine you had a friend who was there for you all the time and you were there for them, but they stopped being there for you as much as they used to which you can understand a little because people have things to do, but then they__e around less and less no matter how much you try to reach out to them. Then suddenly one day - nothing - they__e gone. Just like that. Then you write to them, and you__e ignored, and then you write to them again and you__e ignored and finally you write to them for a third time and they barely even want to make the appointment, they__e so busy with their job, their friends and their car. How would you feel?

People don__ remember lessons. They remember stories.

A book is a collected thoughts and lessons in one place, a quote is a lesson which is learnt.

There's a profit attached to every problem. Find it, face it and fix it.

You have to know your own mind inside out before you can know the minds of others.

Sometimes, you've got to forget life's lessons, trust your heart and give 'mistake' a second chance.

Sometimes, you've got to forget life's lessons, trust your heart and give'mistake' a second chance.

He tried to measure his day by tallying the hours on his wrist.I wiped it off and called him a prisoner.He placed the hours on a scalewith hours from former days to compare.I took a hammer and broke it all.He bent down and picked up the shards of minutes firstthen swept the seconds.I told him he__ missed a spot;there were some sparkling specks left.'What are they?' he asked.'Those are moments,' I said.'What are they made of?' he asked.They are times, I thought, when you win a raceor win a heart.They are times when you give birth or lay something, someone to rest.When you wake up in the morning with a smile because anything is possible.When someone compliments the thing you hate most about yourself.Times when you are embarrassed.Times when you are hurtful.Times when you relish in a hearty meal.Times when you service others and are content with a well-spent day.'What are they made of?' he asked again.'They are made up of times when we are fully present.'I picked up one of the specks with the tipof my finger.'Do you remember this?' I asked.'Of course,' he said, 'I was whistling in the kitchen that morning.''Why?' I asked.'Because of the knowledge that I was loved.

One stone is enough to break a glass, One sentence is enough to break a heart,One smile is enough to fall in love,& one God is enough to live a fulfilling life..

Enlightenment lacks any form of judgment.

Life had taught her that consequences were ugly and painful, and seldom worth the pleasure they had been bartered for.

Forget the pain and the one who caused it, but not the lesson you learnt.

From attraction and affectionCover of perfectionFailure beyond texture to a painful lessonEverything that was from the start wasn't from the heart