All Quotes By Tag: Inspiration
“What is the point in starting if not to finish?”
“Everything that exists in the world today started as a dream.”
“There is a purpose for your presence here on Earth. There is a reason for you to be here. You are here to add something to the world that has never been here before. Your existence has never blessed this world before and it will never bless this world again. Find your reason to be here and live that reason. Create what you were meant to create. Dream what you were meant to dream. Live as you were meant to live. Your existence has a reason and your sole purpose in life is to find that reason.”
“Life is a journeywith big rocks to climb,little ones to trip over,and milestones to markwhere we have been.”
“Worry for the future doesn’t prevent bad from happening later, it prevents good from happening now.”
“But answer me this: how can a story end happily if there is no love?”
“Keep fighting my friend. Life is a journey and while some days are not as good as others, everyday is an adventure.”
“Keep fighting my friend. Life is a journey, and while some days are not as good as others, everyday is an adventure.”
“Man muss nicht immer genau wissen wo es hingeht. Man muss nur genug Mut aufbringen, einen neuen Weg einzuschlagen.”
“Believe is behold.”
“If you’re not losing you’re not winning. Your losses create your ability to win.”
“I have found that unless I make myself some office hours and stick to them – 8.30 to 11 A.M. and 1 to 3 P.M.- I son’t do any writing. I pick some wild flowers and arrange them, wash the dog, and make a cake, and then it’s too late to start this morning. So I read another chapter of the book I started last night and go swimming. Morning is really the time your mind is clearest, I remember being told. There’s no sense in trying to start writing in the afternoon. So I’ll write to-morrow. I really will.But I wouldn’t if I didn’t have my office hours. If I can’t think of anything to write about, I just sit in front of the typewriter and brood.”
“You’ll never end up in a museum if you spend your whole life painting fences.”
“May you always have the answers to each other’s most important questions.”
“PoetryPoetry,How did you find your way to me?My mother does not know Albanian well,She writes letters like Aragon, without commas and periods,My father roamed the seas in his youth,But you have come,Walking down the pavement of my quiet city of stone,And knocked timidly at the door of my three-storey house,At Number 16.There are many things I have loved and hated in life,For many a problem I have been an ‘open city’,But anyway…Like a young man returning home late at night,Exhausted and broken by his nocturnal wanderings,Here too am I, returning to you,Worn out after another escapade.And you,Not holding my infidelity against me,Stroke my hair tenderly,My last stop, Poetry.”