#minding

True humility is intelligent self respect which keeps us from thinking too highly or too meanly of ourselves. It makes us modest by reminding us how far we have come short of what we can be. ↗

— Ralph W. Sockman

#far #highly #how #how far #humility

You're going through the horror of it, you're going through the isolation of it but you're being empowered by reminding yourself that you're connected to everybody else. ↗

— Adam Arkin

#connected #else #empowered #everybody #everybody else

There is nothing more provocative than minding your own business. ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#provocative #business

Mind your business" had been the motto of her childhood. But now that seemed like a failing in a friend. ↗

— Anita Diamant

#friend #friendship #minding-his-own-busines #business

When I was alive, I believed — as you do — that time was at least as real and solid as myself, and probably more so. I said 'one o'clock' as though I could see it, and 'Monday' as though I could find it on the map; and I let myself be hurried along from minute to minute, day to day, year to year, as though I were actually moving from one place to another. Like everyone else, I lived in a house bricked up with seconds and minutes, weekends and New Year's Days, and I never went outside until I died, because there was no other door. Now I know that I could have walked through the walls. (...) You can strike your own time, and start the count anywhere. When you understand that — then any time at all will be the right time for you. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#reminding #inspirational

If you kill me, you kill yourself." [...] He only wanted to convey to Janegg the truth of ahimsa, which is that all beings were connected to each other in the deepest way and thus it was impossible to harm another without harming oneself. ↗

— David Zindell

#reminding #inspirational

I thought about having a proper room, breathing life into it, and nobody minding. ↗

— Jenny Valentine

#life #mind #minding #nobody #life

Beliefs are the eyelids of the mind. ↗

— David Zindell

#reminding #life

How can it be?" she wondered. "I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns(....) But not to see them at all, to look at them and see something else — what do they look to one another, then? What do trees look like to them, or houses, or real horses, or their own children? ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#men

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#remember