Eyes And Heart Are Too Compatible To Each Other. Through Our Eyes, We Capture Moments And Through Our Heart We Relive Those Moments....
Eyes And Heart Are Too Compatible To Each Other. Through Our Eyes, We Capture Moments And Through Our Heart We Relive Those Moments....
In some cases, people with a body (whose size) they did not long for are victims of having a bank balance (whose size) they longed for.
When you give your mind, body, and heart the message that you are worth the effort of being conscious, miraculous things start to happen.
The doctrine of a soul that outlives the body is anything but righteous, because it necessarily devalues the lives we live on this earth.
To live out God’s plan for your life calls for you to discipline yourself…and your body. To push yourself. To deny yourself.
Passion can transform the mind, body and spirit...Passion can align you with the wisdom of nature and the power of what is in your heart.
Education will only take you so far. To go even further, I’d recommend getting a piggyback ride from a midget half your body weight.
I wish I had a body like fog or mist, and could move mysteriously. But genetics being what they are, I’m stuck with a body like haze.
What treaty is it that finally separates those two territories, the hard resolve of our exteriors and the terrible disaster on our insides?
When I die, remember to remove my body from the cooler before you start making the hunch punch. But by all means, do get drunk on my memory.
Your body and the environment around you may reflect the disturbing and unusual activities unfolding across the globe as the planet evolves.
Always look within, to seek out the love and joy residing inside of you and then look to find your dark shadows falling behind you disappear.
The Church says: the body is a sin.Science says: the body is a machine.Advertising says: The body is a business.The Body says: I am a fiesta.
Once you can let go of illusion and draw upon a more universal source of motivation then you will re connect with your true purpose on Earth.
She probably thinks I have the clothes of a millionaire. And I do, but they’re still on his body, which is still in the trunk of my car.