people

We do not see the world through a window, but through a mirror. Everything we discern is comparatively held to the vision with which we see ourselves.

When I was young, I thought it was thunder that kills people. But when I learnt physics in St. Paul's High School, I discovered that it is rather the lightning that does the killing. The voice of the thunder itself is just a noise. The lightning is the poise. I learnt to take the course of my life, not by violence but rather with intelligence.

When I was young, I thought it is thunder that kills people. But when I learnt physics in the high school, I discovered that it is rather the lightning that does the killing. The voice of the thunder itself is just a noise. The lightning is the poise!

A Bible not read is like a bulb not lighted. Only insane people will love to work in the darkness with Kings' bulbs which are not switched on! ... and so goes the one who has the King James' but does not search into it!

The longer I travel and the more people I meet, the more apparent it becomes that certain people will come and go in your life in order to fill a need. Not as a messiah, not as a savior, but as a light that shines to illuminate the path you are on, to show you what needs to be seen at that point in time. It is entirely up to you to open your eyes and allow yourself to see it. Some will be dim, others will shine bright. A select few will burn like the sun and make you feel a gravity so great that you have no choice but to change the course you are on.You don__ get to pick and choose who it might be and you don__ get to decide how much impact they will have. All you can do is open yourself up to the possibility when it comes, give what you can while it__ there, and be grateful when it leaves. Because life is too short to not burn like the sun. Anything else is a death sentence.

People are idiots, Choo. Always remmber that: people are faithless, backstabbing, weak, creepy, stupid, lazy idiots.

we are all like poems. some of us rhyme. some don__. some are Pulitzer prizessome are just scribblesand yet, we all possessa special kind of beautythat can either heal or cut to the boneone that can never quitebe fathomed, nor forgotten.

I have noticed a trend in premature deaths in the people that I know and the presence of streetlights outside of their homes.

Scripture states that it is the people of darkness who are supposed to be afraid of us, the carriers of light.

When I was no longer of the world, I would miss its extravagant beauty. I would miss the complex and charming layers of subterfuge by which the truth of the world's mysteries were withheld from us even as we were tantalized and enchanted by them. I would miss the kindness of good people who were compassionate when so many were pitiless, who made their way through so much corruption without being corrupted themselves, who eschewed envy in a world of envy, who eschewed greed in a world of greed, who valued truth and could not be drowned in a sea of lies, for they shone and, by the light they cast, they warmed me all my life.

Wonders amaze me. They can aim wanderlessly in any forest, be it of dark trees or lighted bushes. And apparently, as per what I__e heard, they can buy stuff that__ on sale, but only if and when they feel wonderfully wonderful. Because otherwise they wouldn__ really be themselves, which would be a problem for them, because if they aren__ what they are - they can__ exist, and if they don__ exist _ that makes them invisible and silent to all the wandering people, who may or may not be looking for them to sell themselves to.

The people living darkness has seen a bright light.

Through TV people turn their family living rooms into meditative dens of death and violence worship.

Quand on parle des vices d__n homme, si on vous dit : __out le monde le dit_ ne le croyez pas ; si l__n parle de ses vertus en vous disant encore : __out le monde le dit_, croyez-le.

The most talented people are always the nicest.

Intellectual death is endemic in areas where people are not prepared to gain new information for development. Learning is the intervention!

School is learning things you don't want to know, surrounded by people you wish you didn't know, while working toward a future you don't know will ever come.

Intellectual death is endemic in areas where people are unprepared to obtain new information for development. Learning is a way of staying alive.