possibilities

There are always two risks: the risk of trying something new, and the risk of not trying. You risk settling and continuing in the same way, wondering about other paths and possibilities, believing that this is as good as it gets while discontent gnaws away at your soul.

Rivers are lucky. They can only move in one direction.

Usually, Shakespeare gives me goose bumps. The guy knows everything. Like some ancient angel quill-ing out blueprints life. Hiding it in fiction. And usually I love the sound of the words, the way they dance on the page. Today, they fall flat. My attention bobbing in the cosmos. All free brain-space is marinating in gap month fizz. I chew my pen, candy-cane style. The million possibilities ahead make it hard to care about right now. I write my answers slowly, each letter carved in stone not ballpoint. I__ going to explore the world, find my passion, try everything! The fizz shoots up my spine and a smile sprouts.

Is there possibility somebody to don't lie and to don't say the truth??- Truth hurts!- Lie, just makes mess after mess and mess and you just die as liar (You don't want it, do you?)

I dance with hopes and sing along with possibilities.

It is a denial of the divinity within us to doubt our potential and our possibilities.

Emptiness which is conceptually liable to be mistaken for sheer nothingness is in fact the reservoir of infinite possibilities.

I sail on the ocean of possibilities with the wind of hope and the current of desires moving me to the shore of uncertainty.

When you have faith in yourself, the possibilities are endless.

Learn the techniques to open the Power of Your Heart, giving access to the infinite potential possibilities that truly exist for you.

I am giving birth. I am midwife to myself. Now is a new life full of possibilities. I must be strong like a child.

We want all possible things made actual, the perpetual possibility of perfection, the best of all futures all at once.

There is something strangely ecstatic, oddly fascinating and infinitely magnetic about unrequited love.

We had been separated by time and distance and events so long, it was as if we had to get to know each other again, but if it was possible to fall in love with the same person twice, I did.

Every child deserves good parents and a beautiful world full of opportunities and possibilities.

Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.

You Hang on to your pain like it means something; like it's worth something. Well, let me tell you, it's not worth shit, so let it go. Infinite Possibilities and all you can do is whine.""Well, what am I supposed to do?""What do you think? You can do anything, you lucky bastard; You're alive!

I have accepted the challenge of life, to be all that I can possibly be.