holding-on

There is only what you want and what happens. There is only grabbing on and holding tight in the darkness.

The victory is not to change the mind of the critic; it is to evaluate what you can learn and discard, yet still walk away with peace in your heart.

Stop holding-on to the wrong people. Let them go on their own way; if not for you, then for them.

When we hold-on to someone's imperfections we become emotionally pair-bonded to their maladies.

Not enough people realize that ADHD is not a disorder about loss of focus. It is a disorder of loss of emotional control, which is triggered by outside influences, self-esteem and our interpretation of events. Whether this is positive or negative it triggers us to hyper focus on what consumes our thoughts. Staying positive is critical and distancing oneself from hurtful people is essential, in order to live a life with purpose.

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lost

No matter how dark and hopeless a situation may seem, always hold on and never give up your dream.

The old adage that people only want what they can__ have or what they can__ tame_ is totally primitive. A being of higher origins will know instinctively that life on earth is a series of chances, moments and concepts. That__ really all that you have. So when you find one of these things and it makes you burn, or it makes you feel peace inside, or it makes you look forwards and backwards and here all at the same time_ that__ when you know to hold onto it. And you hold onto it with every fiber of your being. Because it__ in the holding on of these chances and moments and concepts that life is lived. Every other kind of living is only in vitro. I don__ care what psychologists say today about how the human mind works. Because one day they will reach this pinnacle and they will see what I see and they will look upon the old ways as primitive. As long and gone. We do not wish to have what we can__ have. We wish to burn in whatever flame we have stepped into.

It was a very ordinary day, the day I realised that my becoming is my life and my home and that I don't have to do anything but trust the process, trust my story and enjoy the journey. It doesn't really matter who I've become by the finish line, the important things are the changes from this morning to when I fall asleep again, and how they happened, and who they happened with. An hour watching the stars, a coffee in the morning with someone beautiful, intelligent conversations at 5am while sharing the last cigarette. Taking trains to nowhere, walking hand in hand through foreign cities with someone you love. Oceans and poetry. It was all very ordinary until my identity appeared, until my body and mind became one being. The day I saw the flowers and learned how to turn my daily struggles into the most extraordinary moments. Moments worth writing about. For so long I let my life slip through my fingers, like water. I'm holding on to it now,and I'm not letting go.

We have all suffered losses and pain, but no loss is greater than a life lost holding-on to a painful past.

Sometimes words just arent enough. Sometimes it's easier to magically lose yourself in the memories long past, the ones you so selfishly took for granted. And sadly sometimes that's the only way to keep those people in your life- recapturing their glorious light before they fade. And inevitably their memory along with them.

When someone's success makes you as happy as if it were your own, you know you've found someone worth holding on to.

Sometimes the strongest thing you will ever do will be to let go of someone. It will be painful, you will suffer guilt, and you will second-guess yourself, but for your own sanity and quality of life, there will come a time where you hand them to God, with your love, and trust Him to be who and what He is. May our Lord comfort you.

Let the fools hold on to their treasured stupidityLet yourself be safe in wisdom with much rapidity

Don't get mad, William," he finally said, provoking the distraught to look up at him, "I know it's hard, an' unfair, but you can't let yourself become angry. You're too nice, - too good, - if you can't at least hope for a possibility, then what happiness can you expect to have? You have to hold on to it, or else you've got nothing..." (77)

Maybe I hold on for too long, but maybe you don__ hold on for long enough?

You let go of my hand to hold on to my heartDistance grasps us tightnow that we are apart

It takes love to hold on when you want to let go. It takes love to let go when you want to hold on.