Romans & histoires Motivational Quotes Poems

They both fell asleep with heavy but warm hearts. Quote for this episode: ‘The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall’

"I cried within. "All the bad experiences you had seems to have robbed off on you negatively, blocking your sight from spotting a perfect boyfriend material should you see one right in front of you, just as that one. But you should know life does not cease there!'He! He! He! Madam motivational speaker. I cracked up within.' There are pitfalls but you don't duel on them. you must certainly go on and what are good friends for? If not to help in situations such as these. "she finished her motivational spiel backed with volunteering exposing some whites in fake concern with a wink.

The day that made me who I am today. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." Those words are my motivation and what keeps me going. I trust nobody. Likewise, myself. Anything can happen in the cruel world we live in. It doesn't matter whether rich or poor. Healthy or sick. Man or woman. They all put on a fake façade.

they both went towards a lake near and found a spot where no one was as Jude started singing "hard off course it is but not impossible so why do you wanna give up on yourself? gather yourself and prepare to run cause there are a lot of pages left blank. what you think is E. N.D is actually A.N.D. why you should consider if life not go easy on you. shake up, wake up the tiger inside you let life know you are not someone to mess with. all you need is to muster a little bit of courage. you are so much more worth than are aware of. hard off course it is but not impossible so why do you wanna give up on yourself? gather yourself and prepare to run cause there are a lot of pages left blank. what y

She said. “Kala please, please, hello, hello?" She said but was too late she had already dropped the call. What at all is this. She frustratedly asked herself. Kent opened a poetry book lying beside him. It opened to a poem that caught his attention. It read; Live for today, hope for tomorrow And forget about yesterday 'I CAN'T ' for those are the words of a coward And remember 'I WILL TRY' for those Are the words of a potential winner? The only way you can regret yesterday is

I’ve got to bulldoze my way into the NFL; I just have to figure out how. I think about the quotes I have taped up on my bathroom mirror. Push yourself because no one else is going to do it. You are responsible for your success. You is all you have. And fuck, that last one crawls around inside me and sticks.

The sun sleeps, dimming my days, Then comes the hoots warning our race. Even then, I felt this strange face, Wanting to take away my grace. -G -==- “Dreams are for those wide awake, ready to chase them,” Chessa murmured in her raspy voice the moment she opened her eyes. It suddenly became her mantra for the past few weeks. A way to cheer herself up. She got it from her grandma, who used to say those words to her since she was a little girl. It stuck and whenever she felt like she was on the verge of not giving a care, the words worked, and she would feel motivated.

Almost in a sing-song. Christabel grinned. "You can become whatever you want to be. Don't let your dreams be diminished by the fact that you are mentally ill," Raising her fist. "Fighting! Life is all about fighting, you must fight to survive! Life is partially a bed of roses only if you make perfect use of its precarious thorns. Life is a journey of grit and grace. The terrain is yours to explore. Don't give up! And..." Smiling, Sarah gave her sister a gentle nod. "Now, you can legit be a motivational speaker." Folding her palm firmly. "Fighting! I understand sister, you are always advising me."

Every step is a new opportunity, To achieve dreams and reach for the stars. In the midst of storms and crashing waves, We endure with faith and fortitude. Be patient, oh weary and battered soul, For every trial is a field of learning. Big dreams bubble up in your heart, Like stars shining brightly. But remember success starts from here, With small, passionate steps. In the silence of the heart, I write poetry, The mirror of the soul opens, beautiful flavors flow. Every page of a book is a window to the world, A door to infinite knowledge.

* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday.