In the long run, these natural partitions which cause temporary anguish, are just life’s way of sorting the good from the bad so you don’t have to yourself.
The concept of retraction is theoretically strong but it has far less practical significance.
Be a saint and not a sinner, better to lose than be a tainted winner. Set your goals and set them high, spread your wings and you shall fly. Be ambitious, though it’s tough, less than great is not enough. You can achieve and you can win, just focus your mind and look within.
You speak, you miss the point. I speak, they miss the point. Without a meeting of minds, is there a point on which we can all agree? How can you decide when it is best to be fully informed, and when it is best to say nothing? Once you have started, you can add to the knowledge but beware, knowledge is hard to revoke.
‘Maybe one day…’ It does not mean much until you really, really think about it. Optimism in a phrase? Thoughts are the foundations of imagination. Imagination creates dreams. Dreams are the foundations of reality.
Sometimes words are not even as powerful as the letters which brought them into being. Express declaration of current feelings to follow: slkhgljdfhglxuidfhkjgnbjlsdkngbkj! See?
Is monotonous routine the wheel by which we drive ourselves to insanity? Feels...
It is easier to point to the injustice than it is to the fairness; it is easier to ignore the fairness while you dwell on the injustice. The easy option and the best option are not always synonymous.
Do not try to understand a person. All will be in vain. For nobody really understands themselves.
It’s 2012 and we’re at the height of modern technology as we know it: a programmed dashboard computer with numerous delightful voices can direct us to a destianation better than we ever could with a map; communication between people thousands of miles away can be instantaneous and when people long for an apple, it’s not one of their five a day they desire! So tell me this, why is...
Is it possible to wait for something which is never going to arrive?
Is there anybody out there?
It’s been some time since I last blogged, and it doesn’t take a genius to work out why: I have literally done NOTHING with my summer! I am in a tough place at the moment; battling against the confines of the rural end of the earth and (quite literally) counting down the days until I return back to Leeds, where someone is kind enough to press ‘play’ on my life again. I...
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Chapter 1 War had ruined him. It had seeped into him and, with every reflex, he subconsciously kicked out yet another reference to fear and fighting. He wasn’t how I remembered him, so weak and feeble, he was my brave heart and, at this point in time, he still was – just a fraction of the man he used to be. ‘His condition is stable Mrs Simpson. You may see him now, though I warn you, he is...
There's no shame in being proud.
This evening, I had to write a letter to one of my scholarship donors, thanking them for their generous contributions to the Alumni fund at the university. In the letter, I was to include updates about what I have done since arriving at Leeds, how my course is going and the impact being a scholarship recipient has had on me. Upon proof reading the letter, I realised that there, before me, was...
The human ability to be retrospective in our thoughts: to look back, to question, to ponder, is a beautiful thing. To make decisions transcending those previously made, through the benefit of hindsight, is both beneficial and self-motivating. But sometimes it’s good to pause… …just for a second, and appreciate what you have in the here and now, at this moment in time, at this...
It's just a matter of time...
So it’s the end of another day, or the beginning of new one if we are being technical about this, and my thoughts have turned to where I am in life at the moment. To be frank, I am stuck in limbo, waiting for life to pan out before me. Everything which I could control thus far, I have. Now I wait: wait to hear back from the numerous applications and interviews which have kept me busy over...
Online social interaction... providing...
So… timeline informs me that 2007 was the year I jumped on the Facebook bandwagon, never to know what a life without it is like again. Sad I know, but a foregone conclusion nonetheless. Some days, it is the epitome of all procrastination: okay, who am I trying to kid with ‘some days’, I clearly mean every day. It’s strange that an online page can exert more control over me...
Perfect playlist for a less than perfect activity. →
A world without music would be a world without rhythmic expression. This playlist will get me through the monotony of law revision.
Do not concern yourself with things beyond your control.