All paradises, all utopias are designed by who is not there, by the people who are not allowed in.[Conversation with Elizabeth Farnsworth, PBS NewsHour, March 9, 1998]
All paradises, all utopias are designed by who is not there, by the people who are not allowed in.[Conversation with Elizabeth Farnsworth, PBS NewsHour, March 9, 1998]
School is learning things you don't want to know, surrounded by people you wish you didn't know, while working toward a future you don't know will ever come.
They'll say you are bador perhaps you are mador at least you should stay undercover.Your mind must be bareif you would dareto think you can love more than one lover.
For that thought to be strong, however, it must be free of doubt, for doubt weakens the will, weakens the response of the universe, and slows the manifestation of desire.
Hay cosas que solo deberían poder lograrse cuando se desean por primera vez. Seguir deseándolas después es una desgracia. Es sobre todo un espejismo.
I would wish that people would accept people for who they are, not be judgemental, allow people to live their lives and enjoy themselves and that would be my wish for people.
The cake had a trick candle that wouldn't go out, so I didn't get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me.
Everything can be achieved through gradual steps – one small step at a time: overcoming fears, fulfilling dreams... anything you wish to be different from the way it is.
There is no difference between the person who wishes he can change his bad character and did not and the person who never wished for it. Wishes alone don’t change the world!
Doubt, fear, and hesitation are enemies of the mind, for a weak will severs our inborn connection with the universe, dampens the faith with which we are able to join our will to it.
I know women are supposed to stand on their own and all. I get that. But every once in a while it doesn't hurt to wish for a fairy godmother, a little magic, and a happy ending.
Quiero que los poetas dejen de llamarse poetas y comiencen a llamarse sueños y que los sueños comiencen a llamarse estrellas o luciérnagas o arroyos o triciclos
My prayer for you:Know the Lord in greater depth.Abide in the presence of God.Live under the shelter of most High,God.Remain under the shadow of God’s grace in Jesus Name.Amen.
How I wish the police service is instructed to arrest people who over-complain! Just arrest them, do no harm to them, but make them do the "work" they complain about with hard labour!
Rose, we are here today. Tomorrow we don’t know where life will take us to. So, as long as we have today in our hands, let’s not slip it from our hands. Let’s live it!