One, as in the singular God. One, as in the Lord’s creation, Adam.
We are involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don’t get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all i want? Is something missing?
This is my heaven,” Cleo said. “Watching people come home?” Annie asked. “Feeling the joy when they do. Souls reuniting. It’s something divine.” “But it happens every day.” Cleo tilted her head. “Don’t divine things happen every day?
A little wave is moving up and down and a big wave says to him why it looked so sad? The little wave says sadly what’s the point of being happy when we’re all just going to crash into the rock? The big wave then tells the little wave to not be so sad about that because it is not just a little wave, but a part of the ocean.
But there still seemed to be no clear answers. Do you take care of others or take care of your “inner child”? Return to traditional values or reject tradition as useless? Seek success or seek simplicity? Just Say No or Just Do It?
Before he can devote himself to God or a woman, a boy will devote himself to his father, even foolishly, even beyond explanation.
With the chance to do what none in life ever get to do, he did not waver. He changed the history of his footsteps.
With his power over time, For could have taken anything he desired from this new world. But a man who can take anything will find most things unsatisfying. And a man without memories is just a shell.
A woman has been chosen. The gift of heaven on earth. This will become the biggest story in the world. Coldwater, Michigan. Ask a man of God. One call will confirm everything.
One small step for frog, one giant leap for the two of us.
They gave up days and weeks of their lives, addicted to someone else’s drama.
If you truly love someone, you’ll find a way back.
How can he explain such sadness when she is supposed to make him happy? The truth is he cannot explain it himself. All he knows is that something stepped in front of him, blocking his way, until in time he gave up on things, he gave up studying engineering and he gave up on the idea of traveling. He sat down in his life. And there he remained.
And you will be scared again. All your life. You must conquer this. Face them and pretend that aren’t there.
It’s funny. I met a man once who did a lot of mountain climbing. I asked him which was harder, ascending or descending? He said without a doubt descending, because ascending you were so focused on reaching the top, you avoided mistakes.
Dying,” Morrie suddenly said, “is only one thing to be sad over, Mitch. Living unhappily is something else. So many of the people who come to visit me are unhappy.
Look. It’s one of the shortest sentences in the English language. But we don’t really look, Chika. Not as adults. We look over. We glance. We move on.
Memories are not in places, Papa. Memories are in your mind. They’re here, too.
He had refused fancy clothes or makeup for this interview. His philosophy was that death should to be embarrassing; he was not about to powder its nose.
For my disciples, the map is simple. All lonely roads lead back to music. I embrace you. I forgive you. I will never leave you. Can humans say the same?