Surrender Quotes - Page 4

Accepting our pain is a way to say we treasure the sacred gift of life - run to your pain.

The things we don’t stress tend to turn out best. Trust and let go.

Our peace comes from remembering our wholeness and that the end of desire is the beginning of a life filled with Light.

You cannot simply read the Quran,not if you take it seriously.You either have surrendered to it already or you fight it.
It attacks tenaciously,directly,personally; it debates,criticizes,shames and challenges.
From the outset it draws the line of battle, and I was on other side.

If things haven't been moving favorably on your side, then, tomorrow is another day to try again with a different approach. Never dare to surrender your goals. Your destiny desperately needs you.

Subjugation requires vigilance; if you relax your brutality even for a moment, the people you're oppressing will revolt at the first sign of weakness. That's why dictatorial regimes are always a slippery slope of cruelty doomed to end in failure.

The greatest disaster of self; comes not with experience of failure, but the fear gained belief; about what you think you cannot achieve

You'll be ready for this change - when you're ready – not a moment before. Don't beat yourself up if you're not ready.

Toa msamaha kwa waliokukosea kwa sababu dhambi zilizofanya mkosane zilitoka kwa Shetani.

In order to pick something up, you've got to put something down.

The greatness of the man's power is the measure of his surrender.

464Joy is found in the breath of acceptance knowing that all is well in our world, if we surrender with grace.

Their raspy kisses brand our jam tart necks, their treacherous miasma clasps our herbal thighs. Motherlessly we surrender, too many fathers we have, we, your daughters of joy.

I know a girl from whose body sunbeams rose to the clouds as if they’d fallen from the sun.
Her laugh was like a bangle of bells.
“Your hair is wet,” I told her one day, “Did you take a bath?”
“It is dew!” she laughed, “I’ve been lying in the grass. All morning long, I lay here waiting for the dawn.

Writing is both an act of power and surrender. Passion and discovery. It is a tug at your soul that continues to pull you forward, even as you go kicking and screaming.” (p.18)