Ben Sherwood Quotes
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But at the bottom in surrender so complete there is no coherent thought, no real pain, no feeling, just exhaustion, just waiting, there is something else. Warmth/light/softness. Acceptance, by me, of me. Rest. After a while, some strength. Enough, for now.
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Fourth, lucky people have a special ability to turn bad luck into good fortune. Of all four defining factors involved in luck, Wiseman believes this one plays the most important role in survival.
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These were her rituals, the rutines that made her feel alive and connected. Without them, where would she be? Lost
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The third rule underscores the Japanese proverb that adversity makes a jewel of you.
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My definition of survivor encompasses people going through difficult times and also the friends and family who stand beside them. In the cancer community, they’re called cosurvivors or secondary patients.
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My patients are people who live on the edge of survival and beyond.
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That's death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your hearts, alert your senses, and pay attention. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice all the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. Qualcuno ti ama. Somebody loves you.
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...the enduring human need to be remembered.
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In a critical sense, doing nothing can mean doing something. Inaction can be action and embracing this paradox can save your life.
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They even come equipped with a built-in antibiotic called squalamine that helps them resist infections.
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Now turn the page, come along on the ride, and let me tell you about the death and life of Charlie St. Cloud.
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Let's make one perfect day. And if it feels right, let's make another one tomorrow.
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When you can’t fight or flee you flow.
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...Charlie still smiled at the urn above the cash register with a gold plaque that said: ASHES OF PROBLEM CUSTOMERS.
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There's a reason for everything, you said, and though it's a mystery to me now, I know it won't always be so.
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On the horizon, he saw the full moon. God dropped it there, he was sure, as a reminder of our small place in the world. A reminder that what is beautiful is fleeting.
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That is the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief. Too many good people die a little when they lose someone they love. One death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It's the same all over the world.
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Most of all, I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. It's that feeling that everything is all rightin the world. You know, that amazing feeling that you're whole, that you've got everything you want, that you aren't missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up, I get it for just a moment. It lasts a few seconds, but then I remember what happened, and how nothing has been the same since.
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And I was even beginning to think home might be with you.
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Whoever survives a test, whatever it may be, must tell the story. That is his duty.
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A time for every occupation under heaven. A time for giving birth, a time for dying; a time for planting, a time for uprooting what has been planted; a time for tears, a time for laughter; a time for mourning, a time for dancing; a time for searching, a time for losing; a time for loving, a time for hating.
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And just as he done for thriteen years, he forced his mind to ignore the hurt.
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I figured out that letting ‘the world’ hurt me served a few functions extremely well: It provided me with a kind of nurturing I didn’t otherwise know how to attract, I couldn’t be pinned with total responsibility, and it provided physical pain, a reason to cry that others could understand. So much easier than trying to explain all the accumulated rage and numbness and sadness.
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When that day come, we'll be waiting. Waiting for Charlie St. Cloud to come home to us. Until then we offer these parting words... May he live in peace.