“It’s difficult in times like these, ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It’s a wonder I haven’t abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart. It’s utterly impossible for me to build my life on a foundation of chaos, suffering and death. I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness, I hear the approaching thunder, one day, will destroy us too, I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somewhat feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty will end, that peace and tranquility will return once more. In the meantime, I must hold onto my ideals. Perhaps one day will come when I’ll be able to realize them.” — Anne Frank
“I need to believe that
only I can chase my dreams.
that only I can light the fire in me.
that no one can break me
unless I break myself
and only someone else can
help me carry the pieces.
I need to believe that
I am different and I am full of love.
and if I live every moment believing,
that the chase in my heart will be a beautiful thing
and the world will never cease to forget my name.
I just have to believe. ” — R.M. Drake
“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone. ” — Charles de Lint
“…if anything matters then everything matters. Because you are important, everything you do is important. Every time you forgive, the universe changes; every time you reach out and touch a heart or a life, the world changes; with every kindness and service, seen or unseen, my purposes are accomplished and nothing will be the same again. ” — Wm. Paul Young
“When a shadow of sadness flickers by
When a tear finds its way to the eye
When fear keeps the loneliness alive
I try and console my heart
Why is it that you cry? I ask
This is only what life imparts
These deep silences within
Have been handed out to all by time
Everyone’s story has a little sorrow
Everyone’s share has a little sunshine
No need for water in your eyes
Every moment can be a new life
Why do you let them pass you by?
Oh heart, why is it that you cry?” — Javed Akhtar
“There are infinite paths to choose,
And I have chosen many.
I have slammed into dead ends,
Twisted through turning trails that ended at lost,
Followed other’s routes to eventually realize they weren’t mine,
Even dared to venture into the great unknown,
Where writing a new way,
Was the only way.
But of all the countless roads I wandered,
Endless directions I explored,
And limitless possibilities I could have taken,
There is one thing I have come to know:
No matter what surrounds me,
Lies ahead or behind me,
Or who is beside me,
It’s what is happening in me,
That will shine a guiding light,
Conquer the journey,
And land me victorious after any travel.
Because perfection comes,
not when you’re watching golden sun sets over paradise,
But when you have grown,
Within.” — Leah Fortner
“And for a second time you begin to discover yourself again. this is the kind of feeling people have when they start to believe in something bigger than themselves. …. and I hope you find more than just yourself. I hope you find the strength to not hurt the people who love you. I hope you find a thousand miracles hidden in the soft rain and I hope you find art in all the people you deserve to love.” — R.M. Drake
“To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can a body withstand this? Then you hold life like a face between your palms, a plain face, no charming smile, no violet eyes, and you say, yes, I will take you I will love you, again.” — Ellen Bass