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"Life is like playing "hide the key with God. God has hidden the key and now it is up to us to find the key again. It also takes us a while to realize that the key is hidden in our own heart. Our heart is the door to allow life to guide us. Our heart is the door to say "yes to life. Our heart is the door to surrender to life."
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Personal Development

"The art of surrender is the art of getting out of the way of your own growth."
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Personal Development

"To lose a problem, do not oppose, let go of any need to control, perhaps it's all an illusion we project, more like a game we play than real?"
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"Dragos never lifted his head from his task. He said in a quiet voice, 'Tell me you're in control, and I will believe you...' Straightening his shoulders, Liam replied steadily, 'I'm in control."
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Personal Development

"I don't suppose you would consider peaceful surrender?"
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Personal Development

"They dabbled in dark magic like finger painters in first grade art class, and then most of them were either killed by their creations or ran the other way from the nightmares they unleashed."
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Personal Development

"Coming to the END of MYSELF and all SELF effort...seems to be the very point that God steps in and shows HIMSELF to be more than ENOUGH."
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Personal Development

"If you can admit that you haven't yet understood everything,faith can fill the emptiness in heart to confront the hesitation."
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Personal Development

"Because you have to just go with the flow. Your life is not your own, with people coming in and out all the time. You get mellow because you have to."
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Personal Development

"I remember sitting and meditating beside a slow flowing river in India, and I got the feeling that this river could teach me all the secrets of the mystery of life. If we learn to surrender to a stone, a flower, to a man, to a woman, or a river, it becomes a door to the Whole."
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"I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers."
Mental Health


"His smile is laced with dynamite."
Smile


"He's wrong he's so he's so wrong he's more wrong than an upside-down rainbow."
Wrong


"My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me."
Self


"Maybe I was crazy to consider it, but I'd always hoped that if I were a good enough girl, if I did everything right, if I said the right things or said nothing at all-I thought my parents would change their minds. I thought they would finally listen when I tried to talk. I thought they would give me a chance. I thought they might finally love me. I always had that stupid hope."
Hope


"I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine."
Emotion


"I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul."
Memory


"I think wow, I imagine this is what it's like to have friends."
Companionship


"Juliette." I close my eyes. He says, "I don't want you to call me Warner anymore." I open my eyes. "I want you to know me," he says, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from my face. "I don't want to be Warner with you," he says. "I want it to be different now. I want you to call me Aaron."
Affection


"Because it's so hard to be kind to the world when all you've ever felt is hate."
Kindness
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