Quote:- Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
Invictus
Author:- William Ernest Henley
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.
Author:- William Butler Yeats
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Out there somewhere there is a love who will never dream of calling you too much. Who speaks, like you, in poetry and candlewax and stardust. Who runs outside on stormy nights to howl at the moon. Who collects bones and sings incantation and talks to the ancestors. And that lover, when you find him or her, will see you and know you – just as you are and just as you should be.And they will say yes. Yes, you. I will go there with you. I have been waiting for this.
Author:- Jeanette LeBlanc
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Outside our consciousness there lies the cold and alien world of actual things. Between the two stretches the narrow borderland of the senses. No communication between the two worlds is possible excepting across the narrow strip. For a proper understanding of ourselves and of the world, it is of the highest importance that this borderland should be thoroughly explored.’ Keynote Address at the Imperial Palace, Berlin, August, 1891
Author:- Heinrich Hertz
Category:- science
Quote:- Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four. The clouds were high and the swallows would be here for another month or so before they left for the south before they returned again next summer.
The Whole Story and Other Stories
Author:- Ali Smith
Category:- time
Quote:- Outside the youth center, between the liquor storeand the police station,a little dogwood tree is losing its mind;overflowing with blossomfoam,like a sudsy mug of beer;like a bride ripping off her clothes,dropping snow white petals to the ground in clouds,so Nature’s wastefulness seems quietly obscene.It’s been doing that all week:making beauty,and throwing it away,and making more.
What Narcissism Means to Me
Author:- Tony Hoagland
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Outwardly embracing my divinity. I am the union and heart consciousness
Surreal Love: Kundalini Awakening Poetry
Author:- Gila Nehemia
Category:- Love
Quote:- Over the years, I've come to realize that determination makes one to punch above one's weight.
Author:- Ogwo David Emenike
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Over time as most people fail the survivor's exacting test of trustworthiness, she tends to withdraw from relationships. The isolation of the survivor thus persists even after she is free.
Trauma and Recovery: The Aftermath of Violence - From Domestic Abuse to Political Terror
Author:- Judith Lewis Herman
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Over time, any deception destroys intimacy, and without intimacy couples cannot have true and lasting love.
Financial Infidelity: Seven Steps to Conquering the #1 Relationship Wrecker
Author:- Bonnie Eaker Weil
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Over time, I have come to believe that there is a killer and a saint in all of us. But...I choose to focus on the future and the *potential* in people.
And Still Peace Did Not Come: A Memoir of Reconciliation
Author:- Agnes Kamara-umunna
Category:- hope
Quote:- OvermodulationBy Charlotte M Liebel-FawlsYou're a cavity in my oasis,You're a porthole in my sea,You're a stretch of the imagination every time you look at me.You're an ocean in my wineglass,You're a Steinway on the beach,You're a captivating audience, an exciting Rembrandt,A Masterpiece.
Author:- Charlotte M. Liebel
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Overnight success stories are not the entire story
Author:- Atef Ashab Uddin Sahil
Category:- Life,motivational
Quote:- Oversleeping will only save you from having wild imaginations during the day. But those same imaginations are necessary in every genius. You need them while you are awake and not asleep!
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Love
Quote:- Overthinking is the greatest thief of our dreams.
Author:- Vic Stah Milien
Category:- inspiration,motivational
Quote:- Ownership is not limited to material things. It can also apply to points of view. Once we take ownership of an idea — whether it’s about politics or sports — what do we do? We love it perhaps more than we should. We prize it more than it is worth. And most frequently, we have trouble letting go of it because we can’t stand the idea of its loss. What are we left with then? An ideology — rigid and unyielding.
Predictably Irrational: The Hidden Forces That Shape Our Decisions
Author:- Dan Ariely
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Owning two thirds of the personal property of the country, evading payment of taxeswherever possible, the corporations throw almost the whole burden up on the land, upon the little homes, and the personal property of the farms
Author:- Robert Marion La Follette
Category:- best
Quote:- oxygen Everything needs it: bone, muscles, and even, while it calls the earth its home, the soul. So the merciful, noisy machine stands in our house working away in its lung-like voice. I hear it as I kneel before the fire, stirring with a stick of iron, letting the logs lie more loosely. You, in the upstairs room, are in your usual position, leaning on your right shoulder which aches all day. You are breathing patiently; it is a beautiful sound. It is your life, which is so close to my own that I would not know where to drop the knife of separation. And what does this have to do with love, except everything? Now the fire rises and offers a dozen, singing, deep-red roses of flame. Then it settles to quietude, or maybe gratitude, as it feeds as we all do, as we must, upon the invisible gift: our purest, sweet necessity: the air.
Thirst
Author:- Mary Oliver
Category:- poetry