Quotes About Surrender

There is a difference between giving up and knowing when you've had enough.

It was no world I knew, but I would live in it as long as he would let me.

Go," she says. "He waits for you." In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

What should I do?" he whispered. The slightest tremor, over the still water of her face. "Do not ask me to choose," she said. And vanished.

But then there are those who wear their destinies like nooses, whose lives run straight as planks, however they try to twist it.

Good." Carelessly, as if to herself, she added, "You will be dead soon enough." She turned and dove into the sea, leaving no ripples behind her.

Je ne le quitterai jamais. Je serai à lui pour toujours, autant qu'il voudra de moi.

I have heard that this pain can be converted, as it were, by accepting "the fundamental impermanence of all things." This acceptance bewilders me: sometimes it seems an act of will; at others, of surrender.

WHAT IT IS It is what it is. But what is it? What it is— Some soft tautology whose terms are touch Time to give, time to give it up.

For to wish to forget how much you loved someone - and then, to actually forget--can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart. I have heard that this pain can be converted, as it were, by accepting "the fundamental impermanence of all things." This acceptance bewilders me: sometimes it seems an act of will; at others, of surrender. Often I feel myself to be rocking between them (seasickness).

She would try anything, she would do anything. She would open her own veins, her own body cavity, and give him her blood, her heart, her organs, if it would do the slightest good.

Death is violent, death is a struggle. The body clings to life, as ivy to a wall, and will not easily let go, will not surrender its grip without a fight.

You see, she says to him, you cannot change what you are given, cannot bend or alter what is dealt to you.

t. Anyone, Eliza is thinking, who describes dying as 'slipping away' or 'peaceful' has never witnessed it happen. Death is violent, death is a struggle. The body clings to life, as ivy to a wall, and will not easily let go, will not surrender its grip without a fight.

And now she must give up this body, submit it to the earth, never to be seen again.

Only by renunciation of the desire to manipulate and control will the ego melt into the Universal Self of Infinite, Eternal Love.

The ego wants to own every­thing; this denies the invinci­bility of surrender, the hand­maid­en of love.

Love is universal and freely given, yet the ego insists that it be owned, that it obey the ego's stern dictates of when, how and where. In this, the ego will forever fail, for it is fighting the wrong battle. Love can never be limited or exist in separation or isolation.

Justice that love gives is a surrender, justice that law gives is a punishment.

Responda ao chamado de Deus e dê espaço em sua vida para a oração em grupo.

Be my lover between two wars waged in the mirror, she said. I don't want to return now to the fortress of my father's house. Take me to your vineyard. Let me meet your mother. Perfume me with basil water. Arrange me on silver dishes, comb me, imprison me in your name, let love kill me.

Sabes cuál es la diferencia entre un adicto y un enfermo?... Que el adicto puede dejar de serlo en cualquier momento y el enfermo no. Es tan sencillo como chasquear los dedos, decir basta. Se acabó.

The wise should surrender speech in mind, mind in the knowing self, the knowing self in the Spirit of the universe, and the Spirit of the universe in the Spirit of peace.

We always keep God waiting while we admit more importunate suitors.