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“Television rots the mind and turns a brain to cheese until a person cannot think but only see.”
Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.
E-A-D. Gone. As in never coming back. And if he knew the truth about what happened, he wouldn’t ask if I was okay. He’d hate me and would stop caring if I was ever okay again. Everyone would.
Think on a problem long enough, and you might not find the answer, but at least you’ll know the question.
It’s the beautiful thing about gifts, the feelings they carry within them.
“It’s either find a way forward or let it kill us slowly the rest of our lives.”
“I’m fat,” she said plainly. I reared back. “You are? Says who?” “The scale. The mirror.” “And the scale and mirror spoke to you and said, ‘You’re fat’?” I shook my head. “I think it’s time to get a new scale and mirror.”
“Now’s what we’ve got, and none of us knows about tomorrow.”
Though the notion of swimming in cold water to fix a headache is hardly revolutionary. In the same way an ice pack works to bring down swelling, submersion in cold water causes the vascular system to contract. And since excessive blood flow to the brain is a major contributor to migraines, lowering your body temperature just makes sense. And the exertion of swimming upstream opens the adrenal glands and creates endorphins, which in turn reduces the perception of pain. If taken to the point of exhaustion, a chemical reset can occur. And just like with a computer, sometimes a reboot is all a
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you always had your eye on the prize instead of the good fortune at your feet.”
happiness shouldn’t need to be chased. It’s with you all the time, wherever you choose to look.
Even a crooked smile can melt a heart if it’s aimed in the right direction.
no matter how much you wish it, time marches on, minute by minute, day by day, leaving you stumbling on with it, along with every regret and mistake you’ve ever made.
“There’s nothing you can do about what’s done, so you might as well spend your energy on what’s still possible.”
In the end, we are the sum of our deeds,
Perhaps all of us are not who we seem, each of us altering the narrative to portray nobler versions that make us appear better than we are.
only when you lose the desire for the things that don’t matter do you start to have fun.
“It’s the good deeds that make you who you are and paint the future in ways you never imagined.”
River Dave was an eighty-one-year-old veteran who had been peacefully living for twenty-seven years in a cabin that wasn’t his on timberland beside the Merrimack River in New Hampshire.
