Hurt Leads To Bitterness

Hurt Leads To Bitterness
Hurt Leads To Bitterness

Bitterness To Anger

Travel Too Far That Road

&

The Way Is Lost ...
  

Jun, 10 2010     104 chars (1 sms)     4423 views       Quatations

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Keep Correcting your Little Mistakes!.,

Because Nobody Slips down by Hills.,

But just Slips by Little Stones....
FORGIVENESS..

is the precious lubricant that keeps all our relationships smooth and friction-free
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the shadow.
We are told that people stay in love because of chemistry,
or because they remain intrigued with each other,
because of many kindnesses, because of luck.
But part of it has got to be forgiveness and gratefulness.“
Make one heap of all yer winningz....
and risk it on one turn of pitch and toss....
then if you lose... u start again at yer beginningz....
and never breathe a word abt yer los...
"If the first woman God ever made was strong enough to turn
the world upside down all alone, these women together ought
to be able to turn it back, and get it right side up again!
And now they is asking to do it, the men better let them."
-Sojourner Truth (1797-1883)
The hard reality of life

is that when u need advice,

everyone is ready to help u,

but, when u need help,

everyone is ready to advice u.../
"Freedom is the last, best hope of earth."
-Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
Quote of the day!

What a lot we lost when we stopped writting letters . You cannot reread a phone call.
Liz Carpenter
"For what is Mysticism? It is not the attempt to draw near to God,
not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition?
Is it not merely a hard word for "The Kingdom of Heaven is within"?
Heaven is neither a place nor a time."
-Florence Nightingale (1820-1910)
Hazrat Ali
jo tumhein khushi mein yad aye samjho, tum us se muhabbat karte ho
or jo tumhein ghum mein yad aye to samjho, wo tum se nuhabbat karta hai.
“Love lost is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all.

You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.

But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it.

You hold it. You dance with it.

Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”