A few broken bones won't matter; you are not made of bones but of your will power, wisdom and willingness to keep fighting.
Absurdities and Anomalies of Life always amaze and amuse me. Shared here are my favorite 21 mind-boggling dichotomies: (i) Only Certainty in this world is that there is nothing Certain, except death and taxes off course, (ii) Only Constant is the Change, (iii) The more you try to impress folks, the less impressed they will be, (iv) The more afraid you become of death, the less likely you wll enjoy life, (v) The more afraid you are to fail, the more likely you will fail, (vi) The more you fail, the more likely you will succeed, (vii) The harder you push for anything, the harder it will be to achieve, (viii) The more available anything is, the less likely you will want it, (ix) The more you learn, the more you realize your ignorance, (x) The more you argue with spouse or boss, the less likely you will win, (xi) The more you try to come close, the farther you will get pushed, (xii) The more choices you will have, the less satisfied you will be with any of those, (xiii) The more connected you get in social network, more isolated you will become, (xiv) The more you talk about your flaws, the more perfect you become in society's eyes, (xv) Peace is the only battle worth fighting for, (xvi) In order to better understand the world, you will have to turn away from it, (xvii) The more the people talk about something, the less they know about it, (xviii) The less someone cares about others, the less he cares about himself, (xix) the more you hate a trait in others, the more likely you are avoiding it in your own self, (xx) Those who can't trust others can't be trusted, and finally (xxi) No matter what it is, at the end of the day, the less is always the more.
Any titles, no matter what they are, do not honor the men; but it's the real men, who honor the titles.
Class has a sense of humor. It knows that a good laugh is the best lubricant for oiling the machinery of human relations. Class never makes excuses. It takes its lumps and learns from past mistakes. Class bespeaks an aristocracy unrelated to ancestors or money. Some extremely wealthy people have no class at all, while others who are struggling to make ends meet are loaded with it. Class is real. You can't fake it. Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not attempt to look better by making others look worse. Everyone is comfortable with the person who has class because he is comfortable with himself. If you have class, you've got it made. If you don't have class, no matter what else you have, it won't make up for it.
Creation and cultivation of Beauty doesn’t happen without tremendous Endurance. True Beauty is often emerged out of Chaos and Turbulence. Look at the eruptions of Volcanoes and shaking of Earth that give birth to beautiful mountains and scenic lakes. Think of those amazingly attractive Stalactites formed only after continuous erosion by slow dripping water. Something far superior, magnificent, better and beautiful always appears out of otherwise ordinary - only after enduring the colossal Chaos, frightening Fury, traumatizing Turbulence and disturbing Disorder within the stagnant Status Quo. That’s the reality of life! So, accept and endure the changes, no matter how chaotic, stormy and irrational they may seem to you today. You are chosen by Supreme Powers to Create and Cultivate the Beauty, something that never existed before – only through your exceptional Endurance. And I am sure that you will, my friend, pass this test with flying colors. You’ve done it before, and you’ll do it again. Go on, and break a leg!
God, I dont have great faith, but I can be faithful. My belief in you may be seasonal, but my faithfulness will not. I will follow in the way of Christ. I will act as though my life and the lives of others matter. I will love. I have no greater gift to offer than my life. Take it.
I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
I can still recall old Mister Barnslow getting out every morning and nailing a fresh load of tadpoles to the old board of his. Then he'd spin it round and round, like a wheel of fortune, and no matter where it stopped he'd yell out, 'Tadpoles Tadpoles is a winner' We all thought he was crazy. But then, we had some growing up to do.
I cannot believe that the purpose of life is (merely) to be happy. I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate. I think it is above all to matter, to count, to stand for something. To have it make some difference that you lived at all.
I get the biggest kick out of people who claim to be related to the Queen and Royal Family. The truth of the matter is most are truly related, they're just cousins 15 times removed! They're more likely to blood kin to Lady Mary Crawley! (Referencing the fictional story "Downton Abbey")
If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.
It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters.
It doesn't matter if you don't know the answer to a particular question(s), the only thing that matters is if you know where you can find answers to your questions
My thinking had been opened up wide in Mecca. I wrote long letters to my friends, in which I tried to convey to them my new insights into the American black man's struggle and his problems as well as the depths of my search for truth and justice. “I've had enough of someone else's propaganda,” I had written to these friends. “I am for truth, no matter who tells it. I am for justice, no matter who it is for or against. I am a human being first and foremost, and as such I'm for whoever and whatever benefits humanity as a whole.” The American white man's press called me the angriest Negro in America. I wouldn't deny that charge; I spoke exactly as I felt. I believe in anger. I believe it is a crime for anyone who is being brutalized to continue to accept that brutality without doing something to defend himself. I am for violence if non-violence means that we continue postponing or even delaying a solution to the American black man's problem. White man hates to hear anybody, especially a black man, talk about the crime that the white man perpetrated on the black man. But let me remind you that when the white man came into this country, he certainly wasn't demonstrating non-violence.
No foreign policy-no matter how ingenious-has any chance of success if it is born in the minds of a few and carried in the hearts of none.
No matter how big a nation is, it is no stronger that its weakest people, and as long as you keep a person down, some part of you has to be down there to hold him down, so it means you cannot soar as you might otherwise.
One thing groupies will never understand is that they all start blending together. There is nothing unique about them and yet they all think they are the right one for me. I know the right one for me and her name is Tina and no matter how our paths come together and divide us as the years pass. She is and will always be the one for me.