He has his own way of thinking, saying and doing everything. The act of writing my life story serves as a spiritual dismemberment undertaken to reconfigure and reconstitute my essential being. Do other people share similar feelings of disquiet and despair, and how does a person escape a vortex of suffering? It also demands scrupulous assessment of how I want to live the remainder of an unspooling life.”, “We learn about ourselves by taking one footstep at a time along a road of discovery. Alternatively, perhaps we tell stories to examine, explain, and justify our failures.”, “Reflecting on the past while living in the present, we make decisions that will reverberate in the future. I guess people do sometimes ask... well why don't you go back to Russia.... Well I'm sorry I can't help it I guess Im stuck in this shithole for a while. Perhaps this anatomical deconstruction of a delusional self represents a talisman-like step in attempted self-healing. In a true story, not everything fits precisely together; a fortuitous conspiracy of events does resolve all loose ends.”, “The author explores the contours of a restless mind racked with fear and doubt and questions the origins of his personal disenchantment and cynical bitterness. Perchance he can marshal human beings’ innate gifts of memory, language, and consciousness to transform his vile existence. The days before these ordeals take place are spent in cramming your mind with mystic formula and indigestible dates—unpalatable diets, until you wish that books and science and you were buried in the depths of the sea. “But the examinations are the chief bugbears of my college life.

I was like that ship before my education began, only I was without compass or sounding-line, and had no way of knowing how near the harbour was. Welcome back. #1. Others there are whose hands have sunbeams in them, so that their grasp warms my heart.

Without a questing protagonist and a strong antagonist, the plot is tepid. Perhaps writing of his struggles to transcend his own pain and develop the wisdom and serenity of the mind that comes from living an examined life might even provide a template for other people explore their own life story.”, “Human beings construct their individual life stories by navigating a complex network of recursive natural structures that guide and shape human behavior. The same road goes both up and down. The guy that hired me made about 150k a year and didn't really know, by his own admission, what was going on in his office (Room) during regular business hours. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. What do they mean to you?'

woh khamosh si aah-o-pukaar, woh nazron ka gir jana, aur honton ka khushk hojana; woh jo yun mehsoos hua k shayad kisi ki mojoodgi ka najaiz ehsas hua, kisi ka hona na gawaar kya, na zeb lga; khassa haya ka daman chaar hou rha tha, kaheen badboo si mehsoos hui; shayad woh qatal-e-khass ho rha tha, khuda dekh raha tha; uski woh garam sansain aur meri khamosh siskyan; laal joray per kali siyaahi ka rung charh raha tha, woh jora mehaz aik hawa ka jhonka sa mehsoos hua jo tez andhi ki nazar hogya; woh kaheen mehfil-e-khass loot raha tha, mein usi mehfil mein khud ko zinda dargor ker rhi thi; aur kaheen chambeli ka phool murjha gya, baghbaan kahan tha?

The human mind habitually hits the rewind button and replays past events. Story of my life.” ― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, All In The Story of My Life. Greek philosopher Heraclitus who lived around 500 BCE proffered cogent advice about how to acquire wisdom and achieve a proper perspective on all worldly events. Is reading stories of struggle and redemption one way that we become acquainted with the chemistry of pain and suffering that permeates the arteries of all thinking human beings? It is almost unbearably painful for a young child to have to witness the emotional violence of their parents' pain-bodies, and yet that is the fate of millions of children all over the world, the nightmare of their daily existence.”, “As with Forrest Gump, my parents always did care about my education.”, “Kuch dhundhla sa yaad hai; kuch dhundhla sa he dekhti hun; woh sehmi si andheri raat, woh aik ajeeb si khamoshi aur phankay ki ahista se chalne wali bechain awaaz. Now I'm just waiting for them to catch up, make some amends and pass the Universal Basic Income so I can go back to drinking. Quotes tagged as "story-of-my-life" Showing 1-30 of 95 “Too young to party, just odd enough to participate in federal investigations of serial murder. The goal of this vision quest is to attain personal harmony with the world and enjoy an admirable state of attentive mindfulness after investigating and expressing all that is sayable pertaining the meaning of existence and the unique features of being human. To know the thoughts and deeds that have marked man's progress is to feel the great heart-throbs of humanity through the centuries; and if one does not feel in these pulsations a heavenward striving, one must indeed be deaf to the harmonies of life.”, “...our enjoyment of the great works of literature depends more upon the depth of our sympathy than upon our understanding.”, “I do not mean to object to a thorough knowledge of the famous works we read. Khirki per nazar pri to yun lga jese chand or sitaron ki lapait mein mehfooz hun mein; lekin achanak woh jo aik dastak hui aur dill ki dharakne ki raftar kuch tez maloom hui balkay khassi tez maloom hui ese jese kisi ne mun per hath rakh dya hou; tharthrahat aur ghabrahat k sath awaz halak se nikal rhi hai lekin koi sunne wala nahi ya awaz he nahi thi. A few years later a different thought would pop in my mind from time to time. Each day I seek to engage in some audible act of faith reaffirming a spiritual warrior’s commitment to living. They took away what should have been my ears, (Beethoven came and wiped away my tears) They took away what should have been my tongue, (but I had talked with god when I was young) He would not let them take away my soul, possessing that I still possess the whole.”, “For one wild, glad moment we snapped the chain that binds us to earth, and joining hands with the winds we felt ourselves divine.”, “I read from Mark Twain's lips one or two of his good stories. You cannot see the waves rolling up the beach or hear their roar. Story of my life.”, “Writing allows us to exploit the synergistic dynamics of the human brain including memory, the ability to engage in constructive research, visually scrutinize our private thoughts, and discuss and share an evolving linkwork of thoughts with other people.”, “A reader can tell if a transcribed story is true because it must contains elements of joy, pain, goodness, and malevolent thoughts. It is understandable why we might be inclined to overemphasize nostalgic feelings of happiness, glamorize stretches of childhood or other periods where life was rather uncomplicated, while assigning a disproportionate amount of anxiety to rougher periods of life. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.”, “Do not think of todays failures, but of the success that may come tomorrow.”, “Trying to write is very much like trying to put a Chinese puzzle together. With these unsettling thoughts and these maieutic questions in mind, I began writing an enantiomorphism-like scroll. “For, after all, every one who wishes to gain true knowledge must climb the Hill Difficulty alone, and …

don't give up hope Endurance self-motivation. Perchance we seek self-exploration when the myths that we once operated under no longer work. Can we draw upon the accumulated experiences of other people’s lives as well as our own hands-on experiences when we see our lives folded into a comprehensible scabbard depicting what it means to be human and, therefore, fallible?”, “As a prose mode of expository writing, the narrative approach, more than any other, offers writers a chance to think and write about their personal history and cultural identity. Refresh and try again. person. Love your Heavenly Father with your whole heart and soul, love every child of God as much as ever you can, and remember that the possibilities of good are greater than the possibilities of evil; and you have the key to Heaven.”, “You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day.


Although I have faced them many times and cast them down and made them bite the dust, yet they rise again and menace me with pale looks, until like Bob Acres I feel my courage oozing out at my finger ends.

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I slip back many times, I fall, I stand still, I run against the edge of hidden obstacles, I lose my temper and find it again and keep it better, I trudge on, I gain a little, I feel encouraged, I get more eager and climb higher and begin to see the widening horizon. Rigorous honesty, every single day.”, “Storytelling is an imperfect methodology to provide a true accounting to a multiplicity of bilateral and three-dimensional interactions.

No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. Through the universal lens of storytelling, do we become familiar with the life altering dilemmas and moral challenges that fuselage provides the linkage to mode the character patterns essential to leading a principled life?

Every struggle is a victory. Perhaps we undergo self-analysis only when a coalescence of the past, the present, and the future betrays our current myth-making.
In searching for truth, be ready for the unexpected. Each story by a writer represents the sanitized accounting of the mind’s depictions.

Conversely, mayhap the illogical rant that demarks this scroll proves that the devil does take the hindmost.”, “Each day I attempt to establish a conjugated ring of reasons to rise tomorrow. Does it make sense to write the story of my life so that I can ascertain who I am? The crystal molecules that comprise this text construct a mirror that replicates the multiple dimensions of a risky adventure into self-psychology. concepts. “What does this beauty or than music mean to you? Fine I'll tell you a story. A good story uses small lies to take a stab at piercing larger truths. Writing this manuscript documenting disenchantment with my selfhood’s unsatisfactory interactions with significant life defining experiences constitutes a calculated surgical disembodiment of my former egoistical self.

It represents a peep show into a self-prescribed, ceremonial quest to stare myself down, mutilate myself, slice myself into minuscule pieces, exam and innervate my paralytic soul. Not I, but the world says it: all is one.’ This script tells of one man’s journeying a full circle in an effort to become one with all that exists.”, “We are playwrights scripting our personal reality show and enigmatic fantasy world. “We keep on trying because we know that others have succeeded, and we are not willing to acknowledge defeat.”. That's what Success means to me. The letterhead (211) reminds me that as an alcoholic, I can go ahead and steal Steel Reserve High Gravity beer from Kroger, and they probably aren't going to be any more sophisticated than a Director at the United States Dep. Even when it is more real than you want it to be. Fondness for nostalgic memories provides a buffer from existential threat, improves mood, combats loneliness, increases social consecutiveness, and enhances self-regard.”, “Similar to any form of meditation, the act of contemplative writing ultimately changes us since it alters how we view the past, the present, and the future.”, “Storytelling is one means to entertain, share knowledge, and transmit cultural ideology. The beginning of a circle is also its end. Our failures lead us to discoveries. give me light!" When we create strong, joyous memories, we preserve cherished feelings in the present. It is something to own.”, “My first job out of college was at 211 W. Fort St. in downtown Detroit.

I cannot fathom or define their meaning any more than I can fathom or define love or religion or goodness.”, “There is one universal religion, Helen—the religion of love. Each day that I dabble with writing a deliberative memoir requires a scathing examination of how I lived.