Some say that dreamers are wasting their time, and to face up to reality, and not walk around blind, but dreams have no barriers, dreams have no walls, and wouldn't it be wonderful, if just one dream came true.

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Joy can slip like wind, but the tether of memory holds fast.

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Even when joy slips quietly away, the heart remembers what it once held.

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Children off to college. We cannot hold on too long to anything of this world, even what is dearly heartfelt. Nothing was ever ours alone, to claim and keep.

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We are born as flames and die as ash because the world doesn’t know what to do with the fire in us.

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We are a world that demands perfection, but fears sincerity.

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Every bullet fired into a child screams for eternity: I lacked the courage to become human.

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Hypocrisy is when you cry for the world but ignore your brother fallen at your feet.

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Could it be said that Mary, mother of Jesus, quite literally had a bun in the oven? John 6:48

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A great family consists of a father who is a hard nut to crack, a mother who is a hard nut to chew and children who are hard nuts to swallow. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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The entire world is in chaos because of greed. Greed is the bane of all forms of anomalies. Greed. Greed has destroyed everything. I mean everything. Prof Adejola Joseph.

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I'll hold the umbrella only, so you don't get wet

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Childhood ends not with age, but with the last fruit picked without permission.

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Really, war has few faces...if there were more, there would be far less numbers. Faces, with hearts and families.

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It’s hard to live with dignity when the world teaches you to survive through compromise.

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To stay kind in a world that strips your soul is a sacred kind of madness.

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Teaching means guarding the flame of wonder in a child’s soul—gently, daily, faithfully.

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To teach is to nurture the sacred light that lives in every child.

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The art of teaching is gently fostering the light inside every child.

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Growth is a dance between light and shadow, between holding on and letting go.

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That's how the world is crazy. Thousands of officials and people are sending their endless heartfelt condolances to one footballer recently died by accident, but no one would have taken a blind bit of notice to thousands of children shattered and died on purpose in war everyday.
That's how the world becomes psycho and insane to the best version.

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Teaching thrives not through control, but through trust in the journey each child must take.

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As the unstoppable, golden, morning sun journeys across the same old path across the great sky, may you find renewed strength to walk, once again, on the old path of life.

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"A broken gate in the cemetery holds many memories."

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"If only my silence could write back to the things I never said."

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When an unexpected tragedy snatches us into its cyclone to transport us to a remote world, we can pretend that our choice is right to appease our extreme folly.

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The Path towards REMEMBERING is not for the weak. The entire Gaia cannot evolve when individuals cling to past patterning. Move in the direction of Authenticity. Know that you are held.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes

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There is never any hurry on the Creative Plane & there is no lack of opportunity. There is always enough for everyone. The moment you begin to hurry, you cease to be a creator & become a competitor. You drop back into old places again. Always convey to your mind the impression of increase. Inevitably the Universe will respond according to your frequency.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes

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The Absolute Truth is that the I is perfect and complete. The real I is spiritual & therefore can never be less than perfect. The real I can never have any lack, limitations or disease. These phenomenon are held by the ego, the linear self.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes

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Indeed, each of us a pixel, of the human psyche...but important enough to Christ who allowed Himself to be crucified for all, no exclusions. We may see ourselves as mere pixels, but God sees us, perhaps, as part of the Greater Body of His Christ portrait..?! Who am I to argue with the One who gave me Life, and so much living opportunity? So much power...my conglomerate able to beautify or destroy an entire world?

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