Our individuality is all that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's bittersweet route...
Don’t ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who are alive.
Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinion drowned your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
We have grown literally afraid to be poor. We despise anyone who elects to be poor in order to simplify and save his inner life. If he does not join the general scramble and pant with the money-making street, we deem him spiritless and lacking in ambition.
Growing up is not an absence of dreaming It's being able to understand the difference between the ones you can hold And the ones that you've been sold And Dreaming is a good thing cause it brings new things to life But pretending is an ending that perpetuates a lie Forgetting what you are Seeing for what you've been told
There is a difference between dreaming and pretending That was not love in your eyes It was only a reflection of my lonely mind searching what was missing in my life
