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Every problem is a gift - without problems we would not grow. ↗

— Anthony Robbins

#growth #inspirational #problems #inspirational

We are as we are. How can you claim to know what life I was meant to lead, let alone threaten to force me into it? All your quibbling is nonsense. As well forbid your nose to snuff, or your ears to hear. We are as we do. ↗

— Robin Hobb

#inspirational #life #nighteyes #robin-hobb #royal-assassin

Kindness solves more problems than diplomacy, wealth, intelligence, clout, force, law, and dominion combined. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#compassion #diplomacy #dominion #force #intelligence

The highest activities of consciousness have their origins in physical occurrences of the brain just as the loveliest melodies are not too sublime to be expressed by notes. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#consciousness #duality #hard-ai #mind #mind-body-problem

Do you know what your problem is? You can't live with the idea that someone might leave. ↗

— John Green

#leaving #life #problem #life

Life is not easy. We all have problems-even tragedies-to deal with, and luck has nothing to do with it. Bad luck is only the superstitious excuse for those who don't have the wit to deal with the problems of life. ↗

— Joan Lowery Nixon

#life #luck #problems #superstitious #tragedies

She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to the days she regrets, wants to correct, rewrite. ↗

— Dave Eggers

#life #past #present #problematic #regret

The huge problems we deal with every day are actually really small. We’re so focused on what bothers us that we don’t even try to see our lives from a clearer perspective. ↗

— Susane Colasanti

#perspective #problems #life

It's hell writing and it's hell not writing. The only tolerable state is having just written. ↗

— Robert Hass

#robert-hass #writing #writing-craft #writing-life #life

The most racking pangs succeeded: a grinding in the bones, deadly nausea, and a horror of the spirit that cannot be exceeded at the hour of birth or death. Then these agonies began swiftly to subside, and I came to myself as if out of a great sickness. There was something strange in my sensations, something indescribably sweet. I felt younger, lighter, happier in body; within I was conscious of a heady recklessness, a current of disordered sensual images running like a millrace in my fancy, a solution of the bonds of obligation, an unknown but innocent freedom of the soul. I knew myself, at the first breath of this new life, to be more wicked, tenfold more wicked, sold a slave to my original evil and the thought, in that moment, braced and delighted me like wine. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#hyde #jekyll #rebirth #robert-louis-stevenson #transformation