Quotes About Inner

Something within Kit's breast stirred with a pain like trapped and beating wings.

The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions And then it stops and undertakes to answer In the same tone of voice.

There is a solitude, which each and every one of us has always carried with him, more inaccessible than the ice-cold mountains, more profound than the midnight sea; the solitude of self. Our inner being, which we call ourself, no eye nor touch of man or angel has ever pierced.

Don't worry," I repiled, "I usually don't argue with the voices.

Because in this world there is always a monster. And often, the monster is you.

the demons that make a person afraid are the hardest to cast out.

We search for happiness everywhere, but we are like Tolstoy's fabled beggar who spent his life sitting on a pot of gold, under him the whole time. Your treasure--your perfection--is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the buy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart.

We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme self who is eternally at peace.

and one knew her to be sound and sweet right through, like a ripe nut.

Generalmente hablando, existen cinco tipos de meditaciones: meditación de atención plena, meditación espiritual, meditación enfocada, meditación del mantra y movimiento de meditación.

Fears and hopes and dreams and sorrows all will dissolve like the fog they are, and what will be left is the light and warmth of my deepest self or soul or whatever it might be.

Learn to get in touch with silence within yourself, And know that everything in this life has purpose. There are no mistakes, No coincidences, All events are blessings given to us to learn from.

Is this all there is to life? Will I always feel the same? Do I not have some purpose to fulfill, some greater kindness to give, some inner freedom to taste?

But healing isn't the same as recovery, is it? Healing slides way down in your heart and settles there.

You know who you are you just have to believe it.

she feels her stomach turn choppy, whitecaps in her stomach.

An ache stayed inside her. And a faint reverberating hum of something close to joy lived on the outer edges of her memory, some kind of longing that had been answered once and was simply not answered anymore.

Now the dismal autumn days have begun and one has to try and get light from within.

deep down there is a thing inside me, and sometimes it swells up like the head of a squid and shoots blackness through me.

remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life the way the boats below plowed the shiny water, the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new, and where she was needed.

She remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life the way the boats plowed the shiny water, the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new, and where she was needed.

But an ache stayed inside her. And a faint reverberating hum of something close to joy lived on the outer edges of her memory, some kind of longing that had been answered once and was simply not answered anymore.

Mommy, I cried inside myself, Mommy, I am so frightened! And the nice mother I have made up over the years answered: Yes, I know.

She remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life