Quotes about still

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“Some weeks ago my boyfriend broke up with me due to some issues.

I did everything to get him back but nothing worked.

I contacted a relationship doctor i saw online.

I told the relationship doctor everything that happened,

He promised to fix my relationship.

My relationship was restored just as promised,

My Ex-boyfriend is back and promised never to leave me again

I am the happiest lady on earth,

Never too late to fix your broken heart.

You can still get your lover back…

Fix broken relationship/marriage…

Thanks a lot🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

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“A1 + EN FALK " LIFE LESSONSFROM ENGR. ABAH SULE " 1.1 Think he knows the best …, And stop controlling what is not yours to control. GW 2. Don't pray for bigger pray for better!!.. And have a sense of peace to go along with the plans and ideas you believe he has given you!!!. 3. The real test of faith comes when [ nothing you have tried has work the lord speak a word to you that seen to make no sense but I assure you doubt your doubts but never doubt God for one word from him can change everything. 4. For as long as you have your greatest gift of all [ life ] then you should give your own gift to the maker because you haven't loose anything for the people you need are still around. 5. If you abide you will automatically abound cause he will involve you in one thing to teach you another. 6. To think ahead first focus on the present cause the level of our risk determines how far we can go in life sometimes many people in life want you to fail not because you're ahead of them but because you're drawn closer to your maker. www. theabahsulereadingclub. org.”

“There are people who still know how to thank. Thank you, a simple word that shows gratitude, a gesture in extinctinction.”

“The earth is free even now for great souls. There are still empty seats for the lonesome and the twosome, fanned by the fragrance of silent seas. A free life is still free for great souls. Do you not see it, the rainbow and the bridges. Thus spoke Zarathustra.”

“Peace and equality will never be created if humans still use violence, silencing, and wrath.”

“In today's modern digital era, is it still possible for a government that tends to be tyrannical and despotic to silence voices that oppose it? I don't think so, because nowadays even a silenced voice can have a louder echo than the original voice.”

“There are still many people who don't realize that humans are slowly losing their privacy. The time has come when people can no longer hide things. The walls have ears and they can hear everything we whisper. So be careful what you do or say.”

“The freedoms that we glorify, however, still have clear boundaries as long as they don't infringe on the rights of others or encroach on the next-door neighbor's yard. You can't just cuss or demonize others because you feel your right to voice and opinion is guaranteed by law.”

“Mistakes and omissions are one thing to correct. We will not throw away the hard rice, as long as it is still edible. We can still turn it into fried rice. But ignorance is a different matter. Those who are ignorant and unwilling to learn can no longer be corrected.”

“Do not be surprised if we still find tyranny in this modern era. That is when the ruler is plunged into an effort to perpetuate his power by all means, including through deception, stunting, suppression, restraint, detention and repression.”

“After time betrays history. We forget the words of the heroes. What did they shout when a bayonet pierced their chest or a bullet lodged in their head? There was blood that flowed soaking the earth. Not only fostering anger or revenge, but also love for the motherland. It was the overflow of a soul that wanted to fly to freedom. Still wanting to fight against death. For hopes, dreams, justice and truth. No longer shouting the word: "Merdeka!" but to uphold the dignity of our beloved country as high as possible.”

“How naive man is when he thinks he can measure the depth of the sea, the flow of a river, the speed of the wind, the distance between stars and galaxies. Is he still able to weigh his own foolishness and arrogance? That he can uncover the secrets behind all truths?”

“The only thing that keeps us alive is when we still have hope.”

““It’s 11:15 p. m. Most people are asleep and I’m just finishing my last exercise with my 30-pound vest. I sit on the bench to have some rest. I look at myself in the mirror. After a while, I ask myself a question: “Is it really still worth it?” Unfortunately, I don’t think I can answer this question. I really can’t. I keep thinking,

“You are alone, no family, you work like a horse, there is no one waiting for you at home.” This doesn’t sound too great, I think. But then another question pops up: “Then why do you keep doing it?” I know the answer to this question without hesitation. “Because I love it.””

“I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly confesses to nothingness, and Despair comes to perch in the soulI know the end of us all is nothing, I know that at the end of Time, the reward of our toil will be nothing — and again nothing. I know that all our handiwork and all our ideas will be destroyed. I know that not even ash will be left from the fires that consume us. I know that our ideals, even those we achieve, will vanish in the eternal darkness of oblivion and final non-being. There is no hope, none, in my heart. I know, No promise, none, can I make to myself and to others. No recompense can I expect for my labors. No fruit will be born of my thoughts. I know the time — eternal seducer of all men, eternal cause of all effects — offers me nothing but the blank prospect of annihilation. So, my dignity is broken and weak, in recognition of my impending defeat.

The man who is alone, who stands on his own feet, who is stripped bare, who asks for nothing and wants nothing, who has reached the apex of disinterested­ness not through blind renunciation but through ex­cess of clear vision, turns to the world which stretches out before him as a burned prairie, as a devastated city — a world in which no churches, asylums, refuges, ideals, are left — and says: «Though you promise me nothing I am still with you, I am still an atom of your energies, my work is part of your work; I am your companion and your mirror as you march on your merciless way. But I owe nothing to any one. I would be responsible to freedom alone.”

“Make sure you always do everything with love, so that there is still good in the world.”

“What is this nonsense? We're not here at the moment. At least, we don't expect to be. Trying to get out of what people think of themselves. All this futility. The earth we walk on is slowly burning.

Is that the kind of statement you want to write? You shout? Will it end up in vain? The rebellion of desire. There is no sanctity or half-truth.

All that nonsense is fake. The hatred that people cultivate from their own disbelief. A conflict of the soul, an inner struggle, or whatever you want to call it. Where will they go? After years and centuries of waiting. Will we find our way or will we forever be lost?

For too long we have slept in the illusion of this madness. This rage. Things we don't believe to be true. Everyone looking for their own truth. Ignorant and indifferent to each other.

Do we feel lucky with our ignorance? With all our naivety? Accepting everything without being able to fight back? Have we been blinded by pseudo-reality, which does not touch our very essence?

What kind of truth are we still debating? What authenticity are we still looking for? Those of you who feel poor, who are still confined by suffering. Arise, live, lift your own burdens! If you have not been able to lighten the burden of others.”

“Everyone knows that nothing is more precious than time. But what is really surprising is that there are still many people who waste it.”

“Today, going to schools is essential, since, just as doctors have a duty to protect life, writers must spread literature, because literature is in itself, along with art in general, the greatest form of freedom we still have.”

“Everything you are experiencing today: the struggle, the misunderstanding, the fatigue, even that sense of loneliness, will not be in vain. In the darkest moments, sow. And even if everything seems still, something will already be growing underground. One day it will blossom, powerful and wild, and it will be your name that glitter.”