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Your values create your internal compass that can navigate how you make decisions in your life. If you compromise your core values, you go nowhere.
Roy T. Bennett
Your beliefs are decisions they are choices. First you choose your beliefs. Then your beliefs affect your choices.
Roy T. Bennett
Your beliefs affect your choices. Your choices shape your actions. Your actions determine your results. The future you create depends upon the decisions you make and actions you take today.
Roy T. Bennett
You are whole today, looking back at fragments of the past. Such a hollow foundation for such a powerful person.
Hubert Martin
Woven words are little conviction when I present myself as a man of fiction.
Hubert Martin
With ravenous passion and reckless ambition he forged his thoughts into words, obsessed with the notion that dying would not be the last thing he would do.
Hubert Martin
Whether it was in the maze of my fantastical mind or the allure of her gossamer eyes, they took me to undiscovered worlds of azure and metamorphosis. The air shimmered with every breath, the water tightened with every sound.
Hubert Martin
When you begin to do what matters most to you, you let go of preconceived notions of who you are which have been fostered by others and start creating the person you most want to be.
Roy T. Bennett
We make the world most possible by helping the people we encounter be their most possible.
Tara Lemméy
We have to do what is right, not what is easy nor what is popular.
Roy T. Bennett
We are the living whole of the fragments from the things we've experienced and people we've encountered. Each interaction changes us in a subtle or massive way. The masterpiece we are sheds it's weathered skin, becoming even more than it was before.
Hubert Martin
Though I exist in the realms of day and night, I'm only truly alive in the moments between.
Hubert Martin
Those who win never quit.Those who quit never win.
Roy T. Bennett
Those who win never give up those who give up never win.
Roy T. Bennett
They surrounded me, bare me. Their fingers like tentacles and their desires like knives. Their fingers traced my secrets and their desires carved my skin.
Hubert Martin
There is nothing so eloquent as a thing well done.
Roy T. Bennett
The flicker, the flutter, even thoughts can stutter.
Hubert Martin
That's what really broke me, she was better than any fantasy I could hope to imagine. I've spent my life creating, yet she was pristine the likes of which I could never fashion.
Hubert Martin
That last bit of hope always lingered as a stubborn thread. Every time I would try to cut it I would feel it... a pulse. My pulse. My blood is hope.
Hubert Martin
She's an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I'm just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake.
Hubert Martin
She was the half-whispers born from half-thoughts, the half-breaths of dying half-hearts.
Hubert Martin
She was starmetal bones with kaleidoscope eyes. A cracked framework of unique beauty, a patchwork portrait filled with swirling brush strokes, an amalgamation of delicate light and detailed shatter. I could write a novel about the way she breathes.
Hubert Martin
She was poetry written in pen, scribbled and scrawled again and again. Ink splattered across the page. And within those scratched words, those small, sharp incisions, an image can be seen and you're left to wonder what, in the end, this all could mean.
Hubert Martin
She was poetry written in pen, scribbled and scrawled again and again.
Hubert Martin
She was exactly right and wrong in the perfect sort of way. This kiss would be the first of many, she was the type of girl I would desperately fight for to stay.
Hubert Martin
She was carmine shadows reflecting from my crimson words. Every pulse sent a velvet ripple through the shade. Every breath, a scarlet pause.
Hubert Martin
She speaks in heartbeats and the rises of her chest, words forever seared in thoughts that will never rest.
Hubert Martin
She is beyond any mortal structure of words, yet she inspires the effort to try anyway.
Hubert Martin
Our bodies are made of supernova dust, the epitome of ultimate destruction and shatter. And though we are whole, beings with bodies and souls, with cosmos in our eyes and black heart holes, we love as fiercely as the force of creation.
Hubert Martin
Optimism is the spirit of confident soul.
Lailah Gifty Akita