Quotes,which touched my heart and soul...

About the human...

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility, she learns to fight.
If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy.
If a child lives with shame, she learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement, she learns confidence.
If a child lives with praise, he learns to appreciate.
If a child lives with fairness, she learns justice.
If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith.
If a child lives with approval, she learns to like herself.
If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, he learns to find love in the world.

About the knowing ...

After awhile you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to understand that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head held high and your eyes wide open.
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
You learn to build your roads
On today because tomorrow's ground
Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have
A way of falling down in midflight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate
Your own soul, instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure,
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn...and you learn
With every goodbye you learn.

The Rules for Being Human


You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period this time around.
You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a fulltime informal school called life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid.
There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial and error, experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately "works."
A lesson is repeated until learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
Learning lessons does not end. There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If you are alive there are lessons to be learned.
"There" is no better than "here." When your "there" has become a "here" you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."
Others are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
Your answers lie inside you. The answer to life's questions lie inside you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
This will often be forgotten, only to be remembered again.

When one is too hurt one cannot see others' pain, is too blind with one's own.
When one has many weights to lift, one cannot enjoy life.
When one has many expectations, one cannot be patient with others.
When one has fear, one cannot enjoy life.
When one does not give, one is making the heart lonely.
When one does not take, one is making the heart feel inferior
When one does not hope, one is shutting oneself into a tight closet.
But when one does not love, one is killing one's self.

About fails and learning from....

I walk down the street.
There is a hole.
I don't see it.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
It takes a very long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still a deep hole.
I pretend not to see it.
I fall in.
I pretend it's still not my fault.
It takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still the same deep hole.
I see it.
I fall in anyway.
It's a habit.
I get out quicker this time.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole.
I see it.
I walk around it.
I don't fall in.

I walk down a different street.

About the angels and friends...


We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.

God not only sends special angels into our lives, but sometimes He even sends them back again if we forget to take notes the first time!

Angels are messengers, but sometimes we misunderstand their language.

Friends are kisses blown to us by angels.

Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly

When we freely forgive others who have hurt us, our angel brings us a special blessing of love from God

Tazko sa hladaju slova,ked su naozaj potrebne.
Aj ked tie prave slova pozname,hanbime sa ich vyslovit.
Nasa doba este nenasla odvahu pre taketo slova,
ie byt iba neviazana a prostunka.
Vsetko ostatne je neprave...

Tam,kde ta chcu vyradit z hry,ochotne zmenia aj pravidla!

...najpravdivejsi vyrok G.Washingtona...

Niektori ludia vchadzaju do nasho zivota a hned sa aj vytracaju.
Niektori vsak s nami isty cas pobudnu a zanechavaju hlboke stopy v nasich srdciach.
A my nie sme nikdy ti isti,a predsa sme to my...

Nikto nie je ostrov sam pre seba.
Kazdy sme kuskom kontinentu,ciastockou pevniny.
Ak more odplavi jednu hrudu,akoby to ochudobnilo celu Europu,akoby to pohltilo zamok,ktory patri tvojim priatelom, ci dokonca Tebe samemu.
Som chudobnejsi o smrt kazdeho cloveka,pretoze kazdy je kuskom mna.
A preto: "Nepytaj sa,kom zvonia do hrobu...
...Zvonia vzdy Tebe!"
A laska je len slovo....

Tolko zbytocnych slov,ktore cloviek vypovie,kym pochopi...
Tolko zbytocnych slov,ktore clovek vypocuje,kym pochopi...
Ze najlepsie sa rozprava s tym,s kym dokaze mlcat!

Zivot je vecny,laska je nesmrtelna a smrt je len horizont...A horizont nie je nicim,len nam zakryva vyhlad na ine miesta.

Cloveku mozno vziat vsetko okrem jednej veci...slobodne sa rozhodnut.

Ak si uz vsetko skusil,aj cloveku uz ver!
Clovek je ako jednoducha veta.
Nic k nemu nepridaj,a nic mu neuber.
Len to,aky je,sa navzdy zapamata...

Ocami dietata vidis dobro.
Ocami dospeleho zranujes a tym zrazdas sam seba.


Svet patri tym,ktori veria krase a sile svojich snov!


Den,ktory prezijete nemozete povazovat za uspesny napriek tomu,ze ste zarobili dost penazi.AK ste neurobili nieco pre niekoho,kto vam to nebude moct nikdy vratit!

Vzdy mi bolo luto ludi,ktori sa bali pocitu sentimentality,ktori nevedeli plakat celym srdcom.
Pretoze ti,ktori nevedia ako plakat,nevedia ani,ako sa smiat!


Ak places,ze si stratil mesiac,slzy ti zabrania vidiet hviezdy!


Stran sa ludi,ktori sa snazia zmarit tvoje ambicie.Mali ludia to robia vzdy,ale ti velki ti dodaju odvahu a nutia ta pocitit,ze aj ty sa mozes stat velkym!

Laske sa treba ucit znova a znova.A nema to konca.
Nenavist nepotrebuje ziadne skolenia,staci ju len podnietit!

Laska je triumf predstavivosti nad inteligenciou!

Clovek potrebuje v zivote len tri veci:Nieco robit,v nieco dufat a niekoho milovat!

Milovat neznamena pozerat sa jeden na druheho,ale pozerat sa spolocne jednym smerom!


Pretoze ludia nevedia ocenit pritomnost a naplnit ju zivotom,tuzia tolko po lepsej buducnosti a koketuju tolko s minulostou...


Zo vsetkych tvorov na zemi sa vie smiat len clovek,hoci ma na to najmenej dovodov!

odkud jsou ty prvni anglicke? jsou krasne!

No,ja ich mam aj v slovencine...moje oblubene...vacsinou su zo slepacich polievok,povyberane tie,ktore sa mi najviac pacia a maju najvacsiu vypovednu hodnotu,take co ma doslova chytili za srdce.No a anglicke verzie tychto citatov som nasla na nete.Neviem,kto ich kedy povedal,ale to nevadi...patria do mojho zivota uz dlhu dobu,a su krasne!!!

ze slepicich polivek?!?! to my teda nemame

Slepacia polievka pre dusu... tusim tak sa to vola... a potom to ma pokracovania... horuca cokolada a tak... nie som si sto percent ista, ale su to krasne knihy plne citu, lasky,... romantiky a zivotnej mudrosti... Ja som jednu dostala na narodeniny.

to fakt nemame.. ale ty citaty jsou krasne!

Hej,je to Slepacia polievka pre dusu...od Jacka Canfielda a Victora Hansena,su to taki zberatelia pribehov,skutocnych.Malo to pat pokracovani s tym istym nazvom,len inym cislom.A potom vydali este asi ja neviem,mozno aj 1O dalsich.Pamatam sa na Slepacia polievka pre dusu zeny,Kucharska kniha Sepacej polievky,Slepacia polievka pre nastrocnych atd...Vela z nich sa u nas ale prekladu nedockalo. ....

Uplnou nahodou som nasla na Youtube toto uzasne video,a musim sa priznat,ze tak nieco nadherne som uz dlho nepocula!Rozplakalo ma,ale tym prijemnym sposobom,ktory vo vas vzdy zanecha ten krasny pocit... ...
All in all,I think its the faith in people who keeps us to go through and through...