http://www.ted.com Our lives, our cultures, are composed of many overlapping stories. Novelist Chimamanda Adichie tells the story of how she found her …
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27
Mar
I woke up early and took the first
I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was going, and that?s why I went there. Two hours later we arrived in a small town, one of those towns with one single coffee shop and where everyone knows each other?s name. I walked for a while until I found the water, the most peaceful place I know. There I sat and stayed the whole day, with nothing and everything on my mind, cleaning my head. Silence, I learned, is some times the most beautiful sound.
— Charlotte Eriksson
27
Mar
I’m not particularly in favor of doctrine or
I’m not particularly in favor of doctrine or creed, ordination, the elevation of holy texts, the institution of church, or, for that matter, Christianity. Like most religions, it has irreconcilable shortcomings and an unforgivable history. What I do favor is the attempt to make sense of things by living within a story. The Christian story, for good or ill, is my inheritance.
— Elizabeth J. Andrew, On The Threshold: Home, Hardwood, and Holiness
27
Mar
Writing a story, regardless of length, begins always
Writing a story, regardless of length, begins always with a single word.
— Don Roff
27
Mar
A father before he died said to his
A father before he died said to his son: this is a watch your grandfather gave and this is more than 200 years old, but before I give it to you go to the watch shop on the first street, and tell him I want to sell it, and see how much it is.
He went and then came back to his father, and said, “the watchmaker paid ?200 because it’s old.
He said to him : go to the coffee shop. He went and then came back, and said: He paid ?250 father.
Go to the museum and show that watch.
? He went then came back, and said to his father They offered me a billion rupees for this piece.
The father said: I wanted to let you know that the right place values your value in a way right, don’t put yourself in the wrong place and get angry if you don’t. Who knows your value is who appreciates you, don’t stay in a place that doesn’t suit you”.
Know your worth!
— Nitya Prakash
27
Mar
I never want you to deny anything about
I never want you to deny anything about yourself because you have grown up thinking it?s unacceptable or inconvenient for the people around you.
— Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl
27
Mar
Your comfort zone is a place where you
Your comfort zone is a place where you keep yourself in a self-illusion and nothing can grow there but your potentiality can grow only when you can think and grow out of that zone.
— Rashedur Ryan Rahman
27
Mar
Treat others as you would love to be
Treat others as you would love to be treated.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
27
Mar
You honor yourself by acting with dignity and
You honor yourself by acting with dignity and composure.
— Allan Lokos, Patience: The Art of Peaceful Living
27
Mar
Those who don’t value their words, will never
Those who don’t value their words, will never value your wishes.
— Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words
27
Mar
Do you know where your breakthrough begins? Your
Do you know where your breakthrough begins? Your breakthrough begins where your excuses ends.
— Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
27
Mar
Stories make us more alive, more human, more
Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving.
— Madeleine L’Engle
26
Mar
When I met a truly beautiful girl, I
When I met a truly beautiful girl, I would tell her that if she spent the night with me, I would write a novel or a story about her. This usually worked; and if her name was to be in the title of the story, it almost always worked. Then, later, when we’d passed a night of delicious love-making together, after she?d gone and I?d felt that feeling of happiness mixed with sorrow, I sometimes would write a book or story about her. Sometimes her character, her way about herself, her love-making, it sometimes marked me so heavily that I couldn’t go on in life and be happy unless I wrote a book or a story about that woman, the happy and sad memory of that woman. That was the only way to keep her, and to say goodbye to her without her ever leaving.
— Roman Payne