The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.
Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact.
Do not let your fire go out.
Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true.
To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.
It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
They say it's the good girls who keep diaries. The bad girls never have the time. Me, I just wanna live a life I'm gonna remember even if I don't write it down.
beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade
I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
Remember tonight...for it's the beginning of forever. - Dante Alighieri
You can't run away from yourself
Out of the night that covers me, Black is the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach.
Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.
Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out.
I mean 'One Tree Hill' had some rabid fans - you'd be surprised - they're almost in a class of their own.
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