Quotes on Inspirational

Man can no longer live his life for himself alone. We realize that all life is valuable and that we are united to all this life. From this knowledge comes our spiritual relationship to the universe.

Ten times a day something happens to me like this - some strengthening throb of amazement - some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.

In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.

Life has no limitations, except the ones you make.

Truth is not to be found outside. No teacher, no scripture can give it to you. It is inside you and if you wish to attain it, seek your own company. Be with yourself.

If you put yourself in a position where you have to stretch outside your comfort zone, then you are forced to expand your consciousness.

Life takes on meaning when you become motivated, set goals and charge after them in an unstoppable manner.

Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.

Shoot for the moon and if you miss you will still be among the stars.

If you set goals and go after them with all the determination you can muster, your gifts will take you places that will amaze you.

When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.

Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on

Good is not good, where better is expected

No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

I think you should be serious about what you do because this is it. This is the only life you've got.

The fear of becoming a 'has-been' keeps some people from becoming anything.

An empty head is not really empty; it is stuffed with rubbish. Hence the difficulty of forcing anything into an empty head.

Everyday we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read the lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Everyman, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths.

She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know

The world makes way for the man who knows where he is going