Listen to the silence as it echoes around you. Ancient spirits dance to it. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. There are always two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes our deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light. As you think, you travel, and as you love, you attract. You are today where your thoughts have brought you you will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you.
A man does not have to be an angel in order to be saint. Inspiration is the impact of a fact on a prepared mind.
I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness or abilities that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.
What would it be like if you lived each day, each breath, as a work of art in progress? Imagine that you are a Masterpiece unfolding, every second of every day a work of art taking form with every breath. Listen to the silence as it echoes around you. Ancient spirits dance to it.