The wise tune into themselves, understand what they feel, and take appropriate risks. Wisdom: A Very Valuable Virtue That Cannot Be Bought
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Quote:- The wiser we become, the more we do our best to keep a great distance between ourselves and love.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Love,Relationships
Quote:- The wiser you become, the more setbacks motivate you.
Author:- Maxime Lagacé
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.
Author:- Dante Alighieri
Category:- time
Quote:- The wisest thing that you would rather do is to choose what you say to someone, rather than say what you choose because words spoken can never be reversed.
Author:- Previledge Tafadzwa Makaza
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- The Wit of Cheats, the Courage of a Whore,Are what ten thousand envy and adore:All, all look up, with reverential Awe,At crimes that 'scape, or triumph o'er the Law:While Truth, Worth, Wisdom, daily they decry-`'Nothing is sacred now but Villainy'- Epilogue to the Satires, Dialogue I
Author:- Alexander Pope
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The witchery of living is my whole conversation with you, my darlings. All I can tell you is what I know. Look, and look again. This world is not just a little thrill for the eyes. It's more than bones. It's more than the delicate wrist with its personal pulse. It's more than the beating of the single heart. It's praising. It's giving until the giving feels like receiving. You have a life—just imagine that! You have this day, and maybe another, and maybestill another.
Evidence: Poems
Author:- Mary Oliver
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- The woman is the most perfect doll that i have dressed with delight and admiration.
Author:- Karl Lagerfeld
Category:- best
Quote:- The woman lives in the present moment than a man, therefore, she must be emotional. As long as man lives in the future, he must therefore be a rational being.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Love
Quote:- The woman recovering from abuse or other stressful life situations may feel she's in no way in charge of anything, least of all her own world. She faces the horse with trepidation. The horse senses the fear and becomes tense and concerned. The wise instructor starts small. The woman is handed a soft brush and sent to fuss over the horse. It's pointed out that if she stands close to the animal, she will be out of range of a well-aimed kick. She is warned to watch for tell-tale signs of fear in herself and the horse. She's warned to keep her feet out from under the horse's stomping hoof. They're both allowed to back away and regroup and try again until they reach an accord regarding personal space. Calm prevails, and within a few minutes, hours or sessions, interaction becomes friendship. It happens almost every time a woman is allowed enough time and space to work through the situation.So a woman whose daily life is overwhelming her learns to step back. Is this a cure for her endless problems? Of course not. Simple is not simplistic.
Horses in the Yard
Author:- Joanne M. Friedman
Category:- time
Quote:- The woman's body twitched suddenly, as if remembering something, and she covered her mouth with a stiff mitten. Dara knew what it was. She'd felt it a dozen times that day already. The body remembering, contorting, -He's gone, he's gone.-For a moment, only a moment, Dara felt sorry for her.As if sensing it, the woman looked at her and reached for her sunglasses, removing them at last. Her eyes heavy, swollen.'I wish I could explain,' she said. 'You build this family. And it's perfect. It's everything you wanted. And then something goes wrong. Slowly or all at once. It was good and now it's bad, and it's his fault. Or he started it. All the ripples from his bad behavior.'Dara didn't say anything. The woman kept going.'So, in some private part of your head, you start thinking up fantasies of escape. You tell yourself: If only he were gone, if only a heart attack, a lightning bolt, a car crash...''I have to go,' Dara said, turning.'Sometimes,' the woman said suddenly, her voice choked. 'Sometimes, you think you'd do anything to get out to be free.'They held glances a long moment....'You're never free,' Dara said, realizing it as she said it. -When something goes wrong in a family, it takes generations to wipe it out.- Those words came to Dara, something from a history book, a book about kings and queens she once found in the den long ago.Marie, Charlie, they thought they could escape it, through leaving, or trying to. Through other people, lovers. But they both ended right back where they started. In their mother's house, her third-floor hideaway.'I guess you're right,' the woman said. 'You blame everything on that one person.You think if that one person is gone, everything will be perfect and good.' She slid her sunglasses back on. 'But in the end, that person is you.
The Turnout
Author:- Megan Abbott
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- The women we really love are the women who complete us, who have the qualities we can borrow and so become something nearer to whole men. Just as we complete them, of course; it’s not a one-way thing. Leola and I, when romance was stripped away, were too much alike; our strengths and weaknesses were too nearly the same. Together we would have doubled our gains and our losses, but that isn’t what love is.
Author:- Robertson Davies
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- The wood is not the fuel. The cold is the fuel. For the cold creates the passion for the fire.
Author:- Craig D. Lounsbrough
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
The Collected Poems of Robert Frost
Author:- Robert Frost
Category:- Life
Quote:- The word "seek" is a verb. Are you treating it as such in your life? If you seek change, success, or love, DO it - BE it!
Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Author:- Steve Maraboli
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The word courses through me ̶ a lover’s poison ̶ and I feel dizzy with exhilaration.
Alexander and Maria
Author:- Soulla Christodoulou
Category:- Love