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There's no heaven as I had known before. It's just a great universe which is available to be enjoyed by souls who dream about it.

People have always expected the end of the world to be a dramatic, thematic event: war, disease, a sudden explosion. But what if the end of the world has already occurred? What if our final demise happened slowly, secretly _ and we__e been oblivious to it all?

The way of war was the invention of heavenly beings.

Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.

Feeling of hatred unto your enemy, drains your energy as enemy wanted.

People that say they have nothing to hide, can__ be trusted with your secrets.

If you are having private thoughts and ask an intimate friend to listen to them in privacy or on a date will that be considered too intimi-dating? And if the thoughts are proved to be untrue, but your friend still insists on believing in them anyway, would that be considered a cons-piracy?

It's because we live in a beauty-obsessed society where the most important thing a woman can do is make herself attractive to men.

All the things that you said when you thought I wasn't there,I just tell them to my corner, 'cause no one else would care.That way, when I'm with you, I can keep a cheerful face,But for the moment, I really just need some space.

Your work may not be noticed by people, but there is One Who sees everything you are doing

Discovering God is the key to discovering purpose

He does have surprising, secret purposes. I open a Bible, and His plans, startling, lie there barefaced. It__ hard to believe it, when I read it, and I have to come back to it many times, feel long across those words, make sure they are real. His love letter forever silences any doubts: __is secret purpose framed from the very beginning [is] to bring us to our full glory_ (1 Corinthians 2:7 NEB).

Our personal fears and emotions are at times stronger than public danger. By keeping them secret, we allow them to remain malignant. You need to be able to articulate something if you want it to go away, and to do that, you must acknowledge that it exists.

You will not say how you are haunted by the faces of the men you killed, how in their last gasp of life they sought your pity and you had none. You will not speak of the boys who died screaming for their mothers while you twisted a blade in their guts and snarled your scorn into their ears. You will not confess that you wake in the night, covered in sweat, heart hammering, shrinking from the memories. You will not talk of that, because that is the horror, and the horror is held in the heart__ hoard, a secret, and to admit it is to admit fear, and we are warriors.We do not fear. We strut. We go to battle like heroes. We stink of shit.

No one is born with fear: we learn it, create it, and perpetuate it. Therefore, fear's biggest secret is we also control it.

One day I'm a normal person with a normal life,_ he said. __he next I'm standing on a street corner in Madrid with a secret phone and a hole in my arm and I'm bleeding all over, hoping I don't get arrested. It was completely crazy. But it seemed like the only way at the time.

To the extent you expand your consciousness is the extent to which you experience being divine.