May 22, 2012
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One step at a time
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end.
We have eyes in the front because it’s more important to look ahead than it is to look back.
You get to a point where you stop feeling sorry for yourself. You realize no one’s going to save you, so you have to save yourself. You turn your life around, not knowing where you’re going, just knowing that you’ll do anything, anything to be happy again.
I want people to be blown away when I do what they don’t expect.
Take a walk in my shoes. I bet you’ll fall on the first step.
Sometimes life’s hard for no reason at all.
I hope your dreams take you to the corners of your smiles, to the highest of your hopes, to the windows of your opportunities, and to the most special places your heart has ever known.
I like to believe the best of me is something we have yet to see.
You have to believe in what you want and you have to fight for it.
They say the key to life is happiness. They say the key to happiness is loving yourself and loving yourself might take awhile from imperfection to imperfection. You’re not perfect, darling, I’ll tell you that, but I’ll tell you something else. you’re beautiful.
There comes a time when we realize the farther we run, the greater the fear. Once we can associate it with something familiar, it’s superiority over us shrinks until we reach this subtle moment that can either go both ways. We accept this fear and deal with it, or we let this fear define us; the choice is ours. Others can only take us so far, never the whole way, so once we get there, we have to make it happen on our own.
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
Laugh at yourself, but don’t ever aim your doubt at yourself. Be bold. When you embark for strange places, don’t leave any of yourself safely on shore. Have the nerve to go into unexplored territory.
The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty. Believe in them and try to follow where they lead.
When the whole world seems to be against you, that’s your time to shine.
The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.
You could live your life on the straight and narrow road, driving towards something you believe in. Then what happens? One tiny mistake, one little error in judgment and the next thing you know, your car’s on the side of the road, flipped over, wheels spinning, and the radio’s still on.
The mind can be a powerful ally or a destructive adversary. It can lift us to great heights of success or kick us into the pits of failure. For how we believe is how we behave, and that determines if we are covered in a cloak of bitterness or sheltered by an umbrella of hope that protects us until the sun shines again.
You get to a point where you stop feeling sorry for yourself. You realize no one’s going to save you, so you have to save yourself. You turn your life around, not knowing where you’re going, just knowing that you’ll do anything, anything to be happy again.
It doesn’t matter how many shooting stars you’ve seen, or how many four leaf clovers you’ve picked. It doesn’t matter how many pennies you throw into the fountain, or how hard you cross your fingers. They’re worthless because you know as well as you should, that everything happens on its own.
I’ve always been the nice girl, but after this year I’ve realized you just have to go after what you want.
Say what you want to say when you have the feeling and the chance. Tomorrow may be a day too late. Our deepest regret may be the things we didn’t do, the opportunities we missed, and the things we left unsaid.
Our lives are shaped by those who refused to love us.
