13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
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Friday, July 31, 2015
Monday, July 27, 2015
— Ellen Hopkins
“You’re like the ocean, pretty enough on the surface, but dive down into your depths, you’ll find beauty most people never see.”
— Meister Eckhart
“And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.”
— Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
“What and how much had I lost by trying to do only what was expected of me instead of what I myself had wished to do?”
light and darkness
“Do not love somebody who only sees the light in you- love somebody who isn’t afraid of the dark.”
be strong, be brave.
be strong, be brave. accept that some days will be harder than others. there will be days filled with tummy aches and heartaches and headaches. there will be days when things don’t go as planned. YOU will get through these days the best you can. just keep your chin up and your eyes focused on where you are going. believe in yourself, and dont ever let other people bring you down.
— Haruki Murakami
If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
— Can we literally stop the world together - drunk-and-dis0rderly
“I have a craving, so delightfully strong, I want someone. I want the moment with that someone. The moment in which you’re stuck, just the two of you. Smiling into each other’s eyes. The split second where nothing happens, yet you feel everything.
I want the first kiss with someone. Someone that can leave a magical feeling just floating around my world. Looking into her eyes and knowing she’s smiling so freely back at me, knowing she’s in this moment waiting. Leaning in, with my hand cupping her face and holding her close to slowly kiss her. Feeling her smiling through the kiss, slowly breathing together as our bodies become one. Meshed together in soft love, stress evaporates through the air.
Everlasting, still intertwined forgetting the world is passing us by. Because in this moment we can last forever and a day. Because whilst we are kissing, our spirits are twisting and shouting in joyful glee.
I want that first raw kiss with someone. A crazed surge of lip biting, neck sucking, arse grabbing, euphoria. Taking each second in with a raw love.
Pulling her hair to the side and kissing down her neck, hearing the gentle moans of pleasure escaping her body as I suck presciently along her collarbone, before holding her face in place and kissing her again, and again, and again. Each time harder, passion erupting between us.
Slowly our clothes fall away, until I’m kissing her neck again, then her chest, then her stomach. Taking my time, leaving purple love bites every inch. Writing a new chapter of our story with my mouth and tongue. Licking gently up her body and into another kiss, then a pause. And a deep breath almost simultaneously.
I want that first kiss, I want the passion of a new love. I want the world to stop spinning and wait for us. I need that first kiss. I need the desire to have someone who wants me just as much that we can literally stop the world.”
Saturday, July 25, 2015
—Dawson’s Creek.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
— m.v., I am my own savior, you are a companion. (via findingwordsforthoughts)
“i don’t need you
to fight my battles,
i just need
for you to be there
when my hands
begin to tremble
and my voice breaks,
to help me
steady my sword
and teach me
how to roar.”
to fight my battles,
i just need
for you to be there
when my hands
begin to tremble
and my voice breaks,
to help me
steady my sword
and teach me
how to roar.”
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
— Terry Pratchett (in ‘A Slip Of The Keyboard - Collected Non-Fiction’)
“Before you can kill the monster you have to say its name.”
Monday, July 20, 2015
—Bob Marley
“The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you.
You just got to find the ones worth suffering for.”
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger - Poem - by Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar
Anger is fire
It burns the soul
Anger is deep sea
Drowns one to death
Anger is a storm
Blows one
Out of the world
Anger is demon
Overpowers the mind
Anger is a virus
Slowly kills a person
Anger is evil
Brings one closer to hell
Anger is madness
Makes one suffer
Anger is an enemy
Destroys one slowly
Turns friendship
Into enmity
Always remember
Anger is
One letter short of
Danger
It takes its toll
Does not spare
A single soul
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Friday, July 10, 2015
Never rush to compensate.
"Your actions are depended on every minute, every hour, every day, every week, month, year and decade you put into it. Never rush to compensate. If you take your time and listen, you will learn so much more than you ever imagined".
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Other and Only.
Never settle for being someone's "OTHER" when you know you have the potential to be someone's "ONLY".
~ Harold B. Lee
"The most important work you and I will
ever do will be within the walls of our
own homes."
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
When do you know your life has changed? by Cyndi Perlman Fink
The first time you truly understand the meaning of "If you have your health, you have everything."
The first time a dear friend drops dead of a massive heart attack because he didn't take care of his health.
The first time you realize the money doesn't buy happiness, because no matter how much stuff you put in that hole we all carry around, it will never be enough.
The first time you realize that money can't buy happiness because you finally understand what the word happiness means. I won't tell you what it means, only that it doesn't start with Lamborghini or end with Gucci.
The first time you see yourself and love that person who you've been hating and demeaning all these years.
The first time you really fall in love, maybe have your heart broken and learn that you will survive.
The first time you actually hear a bird sing, a baby cry, a river run, a leaf rustle, or a single note on the wind and it moves you to tears.
The first time you lose a parent. The next time you lose a parent.
The first time someone dies, who is so dear to you, that you think you can't breathe and then you do.
The first time you understand that the earth does not revolve around you.
The first time you understand that there is no separation between you and anyone else. Race doesn't matter, skin color doesn't matter, belief system doesn't matter, age doesn't matter, sex doesn't matter - we are all one, travelling through this crazy world, hoping for the same things.
The first time you figure out how to ride a bike without training-wheels, or how to tie your shoelaces by yourself.
The first time the words on the page magically rearrange themselves into things that make sense and your world opens up, and you know and understand at that moment, that everything is possible because you can read.
[...]
The first time a dear friend drops dead of a massive heart attack because he didn't take care of his health.
The first time you realize the money doesn't buy happiness, because no matter how much stuff you put in that hole we all carry around, it will never be enough.
The first time you realize that money can't buy happiness because you finally understand what the word happiness means. I won't tell you what it means, only that it doesn't start with Lamborghini or end with Gucci.
The first time you see yourself and love that person who you've been hating and demeaning all these years.
The first time you really fall in love, maybe have your heart broken and learn that you will survive.
The first time you actually hear a bird sing, a baby cry, a river run, a leaf rustle, or a single note on the wind and it moves you to tears.
The first time you lose a parent. The next time you lose a parent.
The first time someone dies, who is so dear to you, that you think you can't breathe and then you do.
The first time you understand that the earth does not revolve around you.
The first time you understand that there is no separation between you and anyone else. Race doesn't matter, skin color doesn't matter, belief system doesn't matter, age doesn't matter, sex doesn't matter - we are all one, travelling through this crazy world, hoping for the same things.
The first time you figure out how to ride a bike without training-wheels, or how to tie your shoelaces by yourself.
The first time the words on the page magically rearrange themselves into things that make sense and your world opens up, and you know and understand at that moment, that everything is possible because you can read.
[...]
Monday, July 6, 2015
— For When You Think That No One Will Love You
So you have chosen aloneness. You have chosen the security and the relative freedom of solitude, because there is no risk involved. You can stay up every night and watch your TV shows and eat ice cream out of the box and scroll through your Tumblr and never let your brain sit still, not even for a moment. You can fill your days up with books and coffees and trips to the store where you forget what you wanted the second you walk in the automatic sliding door. You can do so many little, pointless things throughout the day that all you can think of is how badly you want to sleep, how heavy your whole body is, how much your feet hurt. You can wear yourself out again and again on the pavement, and you do, and it feels good. No one will ever bridge that gap and point to your stomach or your hair or your eyes in the mirror and magically make you see the wonderful things about getting to be next to you. And maybe that’s it, after all, this fear that no one will ever truly feel about you the way you want to be felt about. Maybe what you want is someone to make you love yourself, to put sense into all that positive rhetoric, to make it so the aloneness of TV and blasting music in your ears at all times isn’t the most happy place you can think of. Maybe you want someone who makes you so sure of how wonderful things are that you cannot help but to tell them your feelings first, even at the risk of being humiliated. Because you will know that, when you’re telling them you love them, what you’re really saying is “I love who I become when I am with you.”
Saturday, July 4, 2015
— mr-henk
“What’s buried in my chest is nothing less than a heart of gold. My mind however, is Pandora’s box. A very dark, strange, forbidden place. Such that to invite anyone to peek inside, much less the person with the key to my heart, could have catastrophic repercussions.”
Thursday, July 2, 2015
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Relax, it's summer and you have the rest of the 9 month to worry.
"Don’t be so damn hard on yourself. Yeah, you screwed up. You’re not perfect, fine. Learn from it. But don’t punish yourself. Be kind to you, even when you screw up. You’ll bounce back eventually. You’ll make up for it." – S. Klein
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