‘Be compassionate,’ Morrie whispered. ‘And take responsibility for each other. If we only learned those lessons, this world would be so much better a place.’ He took a breath, then added his mantra: ‘Love each other or die.’
|—||Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie (via ancora-imparo)|
Remember that there is no happiness in having or in getting, but only in giving. Reach out. Share. Smile. Hug. Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.
|—||Og Mandino (via ancora-imparo)|
Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly. It is the one thing we are interested in here.
|—||Leo Tolstoy (via ancora-imparo)|
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
|—||Mary Jean Iron (via ancora-imparo)|
Don’t wait for some great bliss to descend on you. It never happens. Great bliss is nothing but small pleasures accumulating in your being. The total of all the small pleasures is the great bliss. Eating, enjoy it. Drinking, enjoy it. Taking a bath, enjoy it. Walking, enjoy it. Such a beautiful world, such a beautiful morning, such beautiful clouds, what else do you need to celebrate? The sky full of stars, what more do you need to be prayerful? The sun rising from the east, what more do you need to bow down? And amidst a thousand and one thorns a small roseflower arises, opening its buds, so fragile, so vulnerable, yet so strong, so ready to fight with the wind, with the lightning, with the thunderings. Look at the courage! What more do you need to understand trust?
|—||Osho (via ancora-imparo)|
Whatever grace God has deemed to impart to us resides in our connections with one another, in honoring the life, the hopes, the dreams, of the man or woman up the street, or across town. That’s where we make our small claim upon heaven.
|—||Bruce Springsteen (via ancora-imparo)|