mold

Beautiful is the man who leaves a legacy that of shared love and life. It is he who transfers meaning, assigns significance and conveys in his loving touch the fine art and gentle shaping of a life. This man shall be called, Father.

My mind is like clay, but thank goodness God knows how to mold it!

Humans could never accept the world as it was and live in it. They were always breaking it and living amongst the shattered pieces.

Our challenge is not to let life mold us or break us

Relationships may become wrecked by a quirky syndrome: the __in't broke, don't fix_-syndrome. When there is no interaction in the neural network and no breakthrough into the mind but only a shallow skin experience, living together might be very torturous. If a heartfelt bond has not been molded, nothing can be broken and thus nothing needs to be fixed. (__ wonder what went wrong._)

Divinity retains the appearance of insight, when in reality it celebrates ignorance. Its tenets are so much clay, and when the clay sets, it becomes dogma.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.

I'm just tired of people judging me because I fit into a certain mold.

With him, I've become like putty- rendered powerless by his magnificence- and his to mold into whatever he desires.

When I was young, I thought I was a bird at one time. Then they told me I can't fly, so I stopped flying.

June suns, you cannot store themTo warm the winter's cold,The lad that hopes for heavenShall fill his mouth with mould.

Don't try to fit into another person's mold, be bold and beautiful in your own shape and form.