Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.
Howard ThurmanRead
At the core of life is a hard purposefulness, a determination to live.
Interpretation
Life revolves around the intentional pursuit of purpose and the determination to exist fully.
This quote emphasizes the necessity of having a clear purpose and determination as central to the human experience. Howard Thurman's insight suggests that a meaningful life is built upon the conscious choice to pursue one's goals and fulfill one's potential, indicating that this drive is fundamental to our existence.
In practice
In a motivational speech about the importance of pursuing one's dreams, this quote could illustrate the need for determination.
Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.
What I have written is but a fleeting intimation of the outside of what one man sees and may tell about the path he walks. No one shares the secret of a life; no one enters into the heart of the mystery.
Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and go do it. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive
What the world need is people who have come alive.
A bigot is a person who makes an idol of his commitments.
There must be always remaining in every life, some place for the singing of angels, some place for that which in itself is breathless and beautiful.
I hoped our lives would continue this way forever, but inevitably the past came knocking. Not the good kind that was collectible but the bad kind that had arthritis.
You know how every now and then, you have a moment where your whole life stretches out ahead of you like a forked road, and even as you choose one gritty path you've got your eyes on the other the whole time, certain that you're making a mistake.
Grief doesn't have a plot. It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes β The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs β The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round β Of Ground, or Air, or Ought β A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone β This is the Hour of Lead β Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow β First β Chill β then Stupor β then the letting go β
No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you've already had.
Not often, but every once in a while, God brings us to a major turning point β a great crossroads in our life.
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