You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say.

Vos siempre serás bienvenido en mi espacio.

Each soul enters with a mission. We all have a mission to perform.

We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

The truth doesn’t always make a good story, does it?

Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.

I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I would if it had the courage to face me in fair daylight. But I cannot come in unless you dream of me.

Democrats haven’t been this angry since Republicans freed the slaves.

Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything. Nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on.

Frightened of change? But what can exist without it? What’s closer to nature’s heart? Can you take a hot bath and leave the firewood as it was? Eat food without transforming it? Can any vital process take place without something being changed? Can’t you see? It’s just the same with you — and just as vital to nature.

Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will. Find out just what a people will submit to, and you have found out the exact amount of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them; and these will continue till they are resisted with either words or blows, or with both. The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress. Men may not get all they pay for in this world; but they must pay for all they get.

If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.

If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.

Bad company is like a nail driven into a post, which after the first or second blow may be drawn out with little difficulty; but being once driven up to the head, the pincers cannot take hold to draw it out, but which can only be done by the destruction of the wood.

The search for truth is life; the realization of truth is illumination; the practice of truth is virtue.

And her soul! Her soul is consumed by this longing!

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.

William Blake

We are what we think.
All that we are arises with our thoughts.
With our thoughts we make the world.

Political Correctness is Facism disguised as Manners