I’m going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don’t look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they’re big and thoughtless and they always know what they’re doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren’t any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane, by Neil Gaiman (via brutereason)
No man or woman alive, magical or not, has ever escaped some form of injury, whether physical, mental, or emotional. To hurt is as human as to breathe.
I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all.
~ A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
We are living in a world where everything is becoming similar. Ideas are coming from other things that are seen and none is original. Peoples mentality is becoming similar. We need to stop that. Look around you, think outside the box. Find or think of something that no one can think of and work on it. We need original creators, not copycats.
Holding anger is a poison…It eats you from inside…We think that by hating someone we hurt them…But hatred is a curved blade…and the harm we do to others…we also do to ourselves.
Don’t kiss me if you’re afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.
I chose to focus on the goodness and the kindness of those I talk to; and so far, I always, without any exceptions, found it. Sometimes it lives vividly in their sentences, exposing itself towards every listener; sometimes it is hiding in undusted and unseen corners of their words - but it is there, it always is. And I choose to focus on it.
It’s a terrible thing, isn’t it, the way we throw people away?
There are too many books I haven’t read, too many places I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough.
I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people — even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.