truth-of-life

No such thing as humanity without flaws.

The one place where a man ought to get a square deal is in a court-room, be he any colour of the rainbow, but people have way of carrying their resentments right into a jury box.

You think because you are born of light that you're somehow better and kinder than those who aren't, but you're not. It merely makes you feel entitled in your wrongful actions against others. But, you're no better than my mother. If anything you're worse because you think your viciousness is justified...

Is it possible to love someone and then stop loving them? I don't think I even know what love is

Love is love. It doesn't matter what kind it is.

You can not buy or drug or dream your way out of pain.

The truth of Self is our strongest energy on earth and has the ability to erase the past, the past that we thought was true, the past that we have suffered thinking was all that there was in our life history. That false and unholy past is erased for the truth turns on all the lights within us at last, our fear is gone, and we feel only eternal peace at the core of our caring nature. We step into the awareness of being a part of the Human Family, home at last in this connection. It is there that we find each other, there that we join in doing what we as Humans are meant to do, and there that history pivots in an eternal reality.

It is often the people who refuse to assume any responsibility who are apt to be the sharpest critics of those who do.

LEARN THIS TRUTH.... Love is a powerful feeling but it fade away gradually when not given back in return...

Optimists often kill themselves when they realize they can't be optimists anymore.

Some truths can be only be found when one looks with the heart, not the eyes._ _ André Chevalier

The longer a thing is to take doing, the more reason to begin at once

I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.

Nobody will ever tell you who praised you but everybody would like to be the first to tell you who criticized you.

Give the narrative a lighter tone than you think it deserves, dear boy, lighter than you think you can bear to give it," he instructed before I began to write, "because you won't find the truth of life in morbidity, only in hope.

Tell me I'm clever, Tell me I'm kind, Tell me I'm talented, Tell me I'm cute, Tell me I'm sensitive, Graceful and wise, Tell me I'm perfect - But tell me the truth.

Once you succeed at everything you realize the ultimate truth. Everything is useless, nothing is permanent, pleasure lasts but a second and is quickly deadened. All ambition is but chasing after the wind. No drug, no lover, no victory, no conquest, no invention, no discovery, no amount of wealth or passion could ever fill the gaping void in the center where the soul is supposed to be but isn't. All pursuits are a distraction against the inevitability of death. Even achieving the crown dream of humanity, immortality and youth eternal, is but a pitiful delay in the face of the inevitable destruction of all things.

Human endurance fascinates me, probably too much because more often than not, I think of life in terms of enduring instead of living.