Robin Quotes
It really sucks to come in second in your own life. It sucks even more to think that this is okay.
At the end of the day, I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. If that makes me an outlaw, so be it. I’ve been called worse.
There's something about water that washes away the cares of the mind and heart.
Differences about poor and rich people: Poor people ask me where's my money from
I can't keep myself from creativity. Ideas flash like lightning burning my bones. It must flow out of my hands or it will burst me apart.
In poetry we pare down our thoughts into their most graceful shapes, like minimalist sculptures.
I am giving birth. I am midwife to myself. Now is a new life full of possibilities. I must be strong like a child.
Oh, goodie, " Puck said as I stepped forward. "I'm going to have a rash in the most uncomfortable places.
The curiousity and to be interested in something makes you genius.(Robin Sharma said this once, in other words which will mean that to be genius or clever you must be curious to learn!)
Reading a book makes a conversation with the author (Robin Sharma on The Cure For Fear - Robin Sharma)
The soft, fluttering cry of a barn owl rose over the churchyard. Silent men flowed out of the dark.
You're not who he expected you to be
That is one thing that in all my years among your folk I have never become accustomed to. The great importance that you attach to what gender one is.
Lust is like a robin attacking his reflection in a pane of glass again and again.
I can’t get enough of you, ” he said against her neck. “When I walk away from you I feel like I’ve cut myself off from breathing.
We don't steal from the rich and give to the poor. We steal from the poor because they can't fight back --most of them-- and the rich take from us because they could wipe us out in a day.
No. You stop. Stop thinking you're the son your father disowned. You're not who he expected you to be
Our wishes become real and solid if we work on their formation. If it matters to you, make energy become matter.
Lifting his head, he whispered against her wet, throbbing lips, “Too much?” Wasn’t that sweet, Consider even. But oh, hell no. She gasped, “Not enough.
Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.” “Unfortunately, ” he said as gently as he knew how, “it would appear so.
He cupped her head with both hands. “You’re full of your own kind of magic, and it’s much more rare and beautiful than all the other spells around you. They are commonplace. You are unique.
Your music hurts, the way sunshine hurts when you’ve existed for a long time in darkness.
Today I trust me. I trust in my perceptions. Today I will live my own truth that glows within, a life of no deceptions.
