“When you’re in your darkest place, you give yourself hope and that’s inner strength.”

You should know this is not a natural sickness. But that shouldn’t stop you from enjoying tea.

You must never give in to despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road and you surrender to your lowest instincts.

A man needs his rest.

There is nothing wrong with letting people who love you help you.

The only thing better than finding something you are looking for is finding something you weren’t looking for at a great bargain!

There is nothing wrong with a life of peace and prosperity. I suggest you think about what it is that you want from your life, and why.

Lightning is a pure expression of firebending without aggression.

Pride is not the opposite of shame, but its source. True humility is the only antidote to shame.

Power in firebending comes from the breath, not the muscle!

It is time for you to look inward, and start asking yourself the big questions. Who are you? And what do you want?

Follow Your Passion And Life Will Reward You.

Destiny is a funny thing. You never know how things are going to work out. But if you keep an open mind and an open heart, I promise you will find your own destiny someday.

Protection and power are overrated. I think you are very wise to choose happiness and love.

You are not the man you used to be. You are stronger and wiser and freer than you ever used to be. And now you have come at the crossroads of destiny. It’s time for you to choose. It’s time for you to choose good.

Sometimes life is like this dark tunnel. You can’t always see the light at the end of the tunnel, but if you just keep moving, you will come to a better place.

It is important to draw wisdom from many different places. If we take it from only one place, it becomes rigid and stale.

In the darkness there are no shadows to fear.

Our Savior kneels down and gazes upon the darkest acts of our lives. But rather than recoil in horror, he reaches out in kindness and says, “I can clean that if you want.” And from the basin of his grace, he scoops a palm full of mercy and washes away our sin.

Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

The ignorant one does not see his ignorance as he basks in its darkness; nor does the knowledgeable one see his own knowledge, for he basks in its light.

When the past no longer illuminates the future, the spirit walks in darkness.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, ‘love lifts me.’

Unless God’s Word illumine the way, the whole life of men is wrapped in darkness and mist, so that they cannot but miserably stray.

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.