walls

The walls around the hood keep the people on the inside from the changes on the outside.

He moves in darkness as it seems to meNot of woods only and the shade of trees.

Obstacles are weak walls without foundations; if you fear them, they will defeat you. But the fact is that they are even afraid of you. So why frightened?

We are fascinated, all of us, by the implacable otherness of others. And we wish to penetrate by hypothesis, by daydream, by scientific investigation those leaden walls that encase the human spirit, that define it and guard it and hold it forever inaccessible.

Broken hearts behave in a million different ways- some of them are most unpredictable. More often than not such persons build walls around them and drive their loved ones crazy with their erratic behavior. Don__ give up on them at this time; it is now that they need you the most. Give them time and space. Then nurse them, mend their broken feathers and send them on their way fully recovered ready to face the world.

Pride is often used as a way to protect our hearts and to hide the truth. Pride causes us to shut down and build walls.

Worlds of my own creation are erected with walls that are within but a few scant paces of each other. The world that God creates for me has no idea what walls are.

It's quiet for a while, and then Rowan says; "We could talk now. We're alone out here. No walls.""There are always walls." I say.

I was just trying to open the doors... but walls fell down

I was just trying to open the door... but the walls fall down

You don__ let many people behind that wall of yours do you?_ __o I don__ because basically people are shit. They have let me down over and over so now I choose them very carefully.___ou have let Yvan in,_ he pointed out. __van__ different.

Walk straight aheadListen to no oneTrust not in the walls or doorwaysFor they will misleadAnd close behind youAs you walk through The forest, not knowingWhere you__e come fromOr where you__e going _If anywhere at all.

We claim to have the light in the Church yet we want to lock ourselves within the four walls of that same Church.

Images of broken light dance behind my eyelids. How could this giant lamp compare to the sun?Everything is wrong here. Shattered. Broken.Like the light.Like me.I never thought about how important the sky was until I didn__ have one.I am surrounded by walls.I have just replaced one box for another.

He locked the doors and windows and sat in the middle of a room afraid of going out there in the storm and rain, in the darkest night he had ever seen. All of a sudden there were knocks everywhere and the walls turned into the glass so that he could helplessly witness his fears approach him like the ghosts. He saw them crawling on the wall and climbing the roof staring into his eyes, in no time the walls disappeared and they stood around him laughing and consuming him one by one at a time. all he saw, in the end, was the ugly and scary faces of himself.

And then, they finally decided that it doesn't matter anymore whether they walked on graves, or on the walls. All that mattered was reaching the light that everyone wanted, but nobody ever reached.

Sometimes your belief system is really your fears attached to rules.

Nothing kills creativity faster than a wall.