Quotes About Energy

I felt the unmistakable connection between me and every other living breathing person and everything on earth. I was the energetic current, the conduit, the source. I was the wind in the trees, the sunshine, the ocean waves. I was not only a part of the energetic fabric of the universe, I was a contributor.

Le lycée ne fut plus qu'un immense vaisseau bouillonnant de la joie furieuse de dix mille enfants qui venaient de retrouver leur jeunesse.

By working so hard at self-improvement we lose the energy and ability to participate in any form of social change

conservation of energy and matter

Feelings are energy

The god of the Hebrews is wrath. The god of the Christians is forgiveness. The god of rock 'n' roll is energy. The enemy of that god is arena rock, which looks and feels like real rock but is in truth an abomination.

Racing through the ocher light, Bigwig was impelled by a frenzy of tension and energy. He did not feel the wound in his shoulder. The storm was his own. The storm would defeat Efrafa.

pero la velocidad era poder, y la velocidad era gozo y la velocidad era era pura belleza

we're magnets...we're iron, wrapped in copper wire, and whenever we want to magnetize ourselves, we can,..we can attract whatever we want to attract.

There was a fine thing about that trout. I only wish I could have made a death mask of him. Not of his body though, but of his energy. I don't know if anyone would have understood his body. I put it in my creel.

If you find yourself regretting or resenting the past, or dwelling on it—is that the best choice as to how to be expending your energy right now? How about taking the point of view that you made the best choices you could make at the time, and turning your attention to the present?

One of the cardinal rules of joyful living is that judging others takes a great deal of energy and, without exception, pulls you away from where you want to be.

Sometimes I think evil is a tangible thing - with wave lengths, just as sound and light have.

agree with Nietzsche that 'The secret of a joyful life is to live dangerously.' A joyful life is an active life – it is not a dull static state of so-called happiness. Full of the burning fire of enthusiasm, anarchic, revolutionary, energetic, daemonic, Dionysian, filled to overflowing with the terrific urge to create – such is the life of the man who risks safety and happiness for the sake of growth and happiness.

Since we're all composed of matter and energy, doesn't that scientific principle lend credibility to a belief in eternal life?' Mills replied more patiently and politely than I would have, for what the interviewer was saying, translated into English, was no more than: 'When we die, none of the atoms of our body (and none of the energy) are lost. Therefore we are immortal.

The trouble with overt trial is that it takes time and energy. The trouble with overt error is that it is often fatal. Simulation is both safer and faster.

Some people have views of God that are so broad and flexible that it is inevitable that they will find God wherever they look for him. One hears it said that 'God is the ultimate' or 'God is our better nature' or 'God is the universe.' Of course, like any other word, the word 'God' can be given any meaning we like. If you want to say that 'God is energy,' then you can find God in a lump of coal.

Consciousness is the stone that creates the waves in a sea of nothing

The problem with divisiveness is that it doesn't lead to prosperity. It holds us back. We use up all our energy fighting over a pie that is getting smaller and smaller as our population and tax base declines

Keep the Mach up!

The oil industry wants more highways, not more streetcars and bicycles; more pipelines, not more solar panels.

I shook my head. "I don't have the energy to hate the corporates, Hand. Where would I start? And like Quell says, Rip open the diseased heart of a corporation and what spills out?" "People." "That's right. People. It's all people. People and their stupid fucking groups.

Every evening, the Strip flickers to languid life like some faulty neon tube given a kick. It blinks and fizzles and settles down, gleaming slantwise and constant across the street grid of Bradbury's old quarter like a cryptic grin, like a signal for eager moths.

Remember, there is a creative energy that wants to express itself through you";