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But the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it. The choice is yours. Be led by the dreams in your heart. The time will pass anyway. The initial and the most difficult risk that we need to take is to become honest. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.

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Published 3 months ago on August 19, By Asad Meah. Continue Reading. Published 5 months ago on June 19, By Hasan Al-Jarrah. Quotes 25 Motivational Quotes On Success. I cheer you on. I hurt when you hurt. Have you ever wondered why Republicans are so interested in encouraging people to volunteer in their communities? It's because volunteers work for no pay.

Republicans have been trying to get people to work for no pay for a long time. Again he thought of his own losses, and he wondered why it was that the things a person had lost - or might lose - defined him more than the things he yet possessed.

Bobbie wondered if that's how long you truly live for - until the last person who remembers you, until the final bouquet on your grave. They seemed to grip the tree very lightly.

Simon tried this, realized it was futile, and grabbed the tree in a hug so intimate, he wondered if they were now dating. I wondered, for a moment, if he was cuddly. Probably not. Have you ever wondered how nostalgia isnt what it used to be? There were times when I wondered if I was doing the right thing, studying when I could have been going to auditions. Looking to the mountains around us, I saw that the mysterious artist who comes at night had paid us a visit.

I wondered how he could paint so many different colors in one night; red, wine, yellow, and rust. And just those guys, I grew up watching those guys and often wondered early on in my career if I would ever have the chance to play for the Atlanta Braves, and there it was. God kind of answered my prayers. Perhaps one day the man in the black jacket will think about this too: why he only wondered if it was Kevin or Amat who was telling the truth.

Why Maya's word wasn't enough. I once listened to an Indian on television say that God was in the wind and the water, and I wondered at how beautiful that was because it meant you could swim in Him or have Him brush your face in a breeze. I couldn't tear my eyes from the window, wanting to drink in as much of St. Louis as I could, knowing somewhere out there, one of those infinitesimally small lights was him.

I wondered if he'd look up and see the planes crossing the sky like shooting stars, knowing one of those lights was me. I wondered what the FML post would look like. Have you ever wondered Usually, we think of them as a product of highly charismatic evangelists Have you ever been anyone's? And you? Until I saw this lovely girl in Seattle, with big gold eyes, and pink, full lips He wondered for an idle moment if he'd ever see her again, but it didn't look likely.

You have to be realistic, after all, and getting through tomorrow seemed like quite the ambition. If you've ever wondered what you would have done in s Germany well then my friend here is your fucking chance to find out. Have you ever wondered why you did not rapture and go to heaven the day you became a Christian? It is because God has work for you to do here on earth!

Having gone to heaven, Jesus expects you to be his body on earth. You are his hands, his feet, his voice. Have you ever wondered what a human life is worth? That morning, my brother's was worth a pocket watch. I know nothing," I say, cheerfully.

We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?

You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.

You know which one I'd prefer It gives us something to think and talk about: like females, they drive us nuts.

No, the church has turned religion into standardized public spectacle, and the museum has done the same for art. The Grand Canyon and Niagara Falls have been looked at so much that they've become effete, sucked empty by too many stupid eyes. What is there to minister to the silent zones of man as an individual? How about a cold chicken bone on a paper plate at midnight, how about a lurid lipstick lengthening or shortening at your command, how about a Styrofoam nest abandoned by a 'bird' you've never known, how about a pair of windshield wipers pursuing one another futilely while you drive home alone through a downpour, how about something beneath a seat touched by your shoe at the movies, how about worn pencils, cute forks, fat little radios, boxes of bow ties, and bubbles on the side of a bathtub?

Yes, these are the things, these kite strings and olive oil cans and Valentine hearts stuffed with nougat, that form the bond between the autistic vision and the experiential world, it is to show these things in their true mysterious light that is the purpose of the moon. I stood, hands at my side, and I saw what had happened to me and who I was and the way things would always be for me. There was no more wishing, or wondering. I knew who I was, and what I would always do.

I believed it, as my teeth touched and my eyes were overrun. My Soul Whispers Into the Spaces.