Cleave to the common good. We are all responsible for bringing about the time of great suffering, for its continuing. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
You are judged more by what you do passively than by what you do actively. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The pages continue to turn, and every day I'm a little older, hopefully a little wiser and a lot more grateful. Do I have regrets? I have a few - but not as many as you might think. If it hadn't been for the darkness, I never would have known the light. In life we all take different paths, some more difficult than others, but in the end, all that matters is whether or not they lead us home. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We speak of course, of that most precious of treasures,That no amount of wealth can purchase,and no amount of force can secure,That does not shine as gold or jewels,yet is brighter than the rarest of stones,Is filled not with brief feeling,fleeting gestures nor empty promises,But rather of patience and kindness;of humility, hope, and perseverance,We speak, of course, of love. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Kiss your scars. Fall in love with them. They ought to serve as life-affirming reminders—a lingering trace of hope. The only reason we have these scars is because we survived and are still here. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
God is my strength and my defense. When I am weak, he makes me strong. When I am broken, he makes me whole. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
It has been said that sometimes the greatest hope in our lives is just a second chance to do what we should have done right in the first place. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Sometimes I think if I could do all the things that I stopped doing, meet all the friends that I left due to time, money and other unavoidable circumstances. Continue all my passions at least once. Then my life would be more justified than today. Then I could be finally at peace at the time I finally leave this world. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The boy went ahead with the dog, trudging across the sand, maintaining the same lethargic pace. She watched them go. And as she rinsed the sand from the board, she felt restored, somehow lighter. She wanted her old life back, just the two of them, before all the drama. But it wasn't possible. So she'd have to make do with moments like these: perfect and fleeting. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>