Trainable Mentally Retarded Quotes & Sayings

A negative outlook is more of a handicap than any physical injury. — Christopher Paolini

How could such a powerful animal possess so generous a temperament as to carry man obediently and thoughtfully through the ages — Shania Twain

The greatest mystery of existence is existence itself. — Deepak Chopra

The deepest, the only theme of human history, compared to which all others are of subordinate importance, is the conflict of scepticism with faith. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

All you have to do is desire it, and if you desire it enough and understand why
really know
it will come. — Alice Sebold

Shuddha upayog (applied awareness of the Self, The Soul) means to be able to see the Soul and the Body of the other person as separate. The constant contemplation of 'I am pure Soul (Shuddhatma)' is shukladhyan (pure contemplation as the Self). — Dada Bhagwan

You are more to me than any of them has any idea; you are the atmosphere of beauty through which I see life; you are the incarnation of all lovely things...I think of you day and night. ~ Letter to Lord Alfred 'Bosie' Douglas — Oscar Wilde

All men live enveloped in the whale-lines. All are born with halters round their necks; but it is only when caught in the swift, sudden turn of death, that mortals realize the silent, subtle, ever-present perils of life. — Herman Melville

There is no joy for the one who does not bear sadness, there is no sweetness for the one who does not have patience, there is no delight for the one who does not suffer, and there is no relaxation for the one who does not endure fatigue. — Ibn Qayyim Al-Jawziyya

Maggots in corpses. He'd seen. Whitely churning, in the mouths of dead soldiers, where their noses had been, their ears and blasted-away jaws. Most of the soldiers had been men as young as he himself had been. Italians fallen after the Austrian offensive of 1918. You do not forget such sights. You do not un-see such sights. He himself had been wounded, but he had not died. The distinction was profound. Between what lived and what died the distinction was profound. Yet it remained mysterious, elusive. You did not wish to speak of it. Especially you did not wish to pray about it, to beg God to spare you. For it disgusted him to think of God. It disgusted him to think of prayers to such a god. Fumbling his big, bare toe against the trigger of the shotgun he was damned if he would think, in his last quivering moment of his life, of God. — Joyce Carol Oates