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| Youth is like diamonds in the sun, and diamonds are forever. |
- "Forever Young" Alphaville |
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| So we must live, while these moments are still called today Take part in the pain of this passion play Stretching our youth as we must Until we are ashes to dust Until time makes History of Us |
- "History of Us" Indigo Girls |
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| Stars, in your multitude, scarce to be counted, filling the darkness with order and light. You are the sentinels, silent and sure, keeping watch in the night. |
- "Stars" - Les Miserables |
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| Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and famous?"
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us. It's in everyone, and as we let our own light shine, we consciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. |
- A Return to Love: Reflections On The Principles of A Course In Miracles |
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| Only in a very sheltered life of the sort made possible by civilization can one maintain a fine and serious sense of the tragedy of misfortune. In an enviroment in which tragedy is genuine and frequent, laughter is essential to sanity. Such laughter is neither callous nor humorous. It is both to one of us, for behind the protecting curtains of ease and resource which civilization has woven we grow sensitive. For us, to be indifferent to suffering is to kill in ourselves that sympathy without which we become dead to our fellows and ultimately to ourselves. |
- Return to Laughter, Elenore Smith Bowen |
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| Pity was meant to be a spur that drives joy to help misery. But it can be used the wrong way round. It can be used for a kind of black-mailing. Those who choose misery can hold joy up to ransom, by pity. |
- The Great Divorce |
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| For every attempt to see the shape of eternity except through the lens of Time destroys your knowledge of Freedom. Witness the doctrine of Predestination which shows (truly enough) that eternal reality is not waiting for a future in which to be real; but at the price of removing Freedom which is the deeper truth of the two. And wouldn't Universalism do the same? Ye cannot know eternal reality by a definition. Time itself, and all acts and events that fill Time, are the definition, and it must be lived. The Lord said we were gods. How long could ye bear to look (without Time's lens) on the greatness of your own soul and the eternal reality of her choice? |
- The Great Divorce |
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| Beware of the Baobobs |
- The Little Prince |
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| If you tame me we shall need one another. |
- The Little Prince |
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| Look at the sky. Ask yourself: has the sheep eaten the flower, yes or no? And you will see how everything changes. |
- The Little Prince |
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| The new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution, when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seed as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had the sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Fuchs's story, but insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom. |
- Willa Cather, "My Antonia" |
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| There still we have magic adventures, more wonderful than any I have told you about; but now when we wake up in the morning they are gone before we can catch hold of them. |
- Winnie the Pooh |
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| Promise you won't forget about me ever, not even when I'm a hundred. |
- Winnie The Pooh |
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| What I like doing best is nothing. |
- Winnie The Pooh |
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