fear

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

peace

Peace does not come through prayer, we human beings must create peace.

the Dalai Lama

give

Give freely to the world these gifts of love and compassion. Do not concern yourself with how much you receive in return, just know in your heart it will be returned.

Steve Maraboli

sin

To sin by silence when they should protest makes cowards of men.

Abraham Lincoln

speak

Speak only if it improves upon the silence.

Mahatma Gandhi

every

To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.

Walt Whitman

confident

Be your own artist, and always be confident in what you're doing. If you're not going to be confident, you might as well not be doing it.

Aretha Franklin

goal

We all live with the goal of being happy; our lives are different, yet equal.

Anne Frank

confidence

Confidence is silent.
Insecurities are loud.

Kushand wizdom

all

... we all live with the goal of being happy; our lives are different, yet equal.

Anne Frank

soul

The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires.

Rumi

resentment

Resentment is like drinking poison and then hoping it will kill your enemies.

Nelson Mandela

when

In life, it's important to know when to stop arguing with people and simply let them be wrong.

Anonymous

trees

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers...

Hermann Hesse

museum

The street is a museum for everyone.

Hergé

stories

In the end, we'll all become stories.

Margaret Atwood

living

Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

Ransom Riggs, Hollow City

odd

"Don't you find it odd," she continued, "that when you're a kid, everyone, all the world, encourages you to follow your dreams. But when you're older, somehow they act offended if you even try."

Ethan Hawke, The Hottest State

pathetic

The most pathetic person in the world is some one with sight but no vision.

Helen Keller

we

We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

William Shakespeare, The Tempest