{"quotes":[{"text":"So the fact that I’m me and no one else is one of my greatest assets. Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent.","author":"Haruki Murakami","tags":["emotional","hurt","independence","uniqueness"],"id":1133,"author_id":"Haruki+Murakami"},{"text":"If your consciousness is without form, without quality, and without characteristics of any kind, would that not imply that the consciousness in every other being is also formless? And if they are all without form, how can you distinguish their consciousness from your own? What forms would you use to compare them? Isn’t the observing you exactly the same as the observing them?","author":"Joseph P. Kauffman","tags":["acceptance","appreciation","awakening","awareness","awe","bliss","brahman","buddhism","compassion","connection","consciousness","emotional","enjoy","enlightenment","evolution","existence","fear","forgiveness","freedom","god","gratitude","happiness","heart","hinduism","holographic-universe","illusion","journey","joy","life","love","maya","mental","mind","mystery","nature","nirvana","non-resistence","nonduality","now","oneness","path","peace","presence","reality","samadhi","self","self-acceptence","self-love","spirit","spiritual","spirituality","third-eye","truth","unity","universe","wisdom","within","zen"],"id":1788,"author_id":"Joseph+P.+Kauffman"},{"text":"We are sometimes astounded by the behavior of emotional outlaws, as they act in line with their own standards, but proceed like bulls-in-a-china-shop, create one heck of a mess in their living environment and bring about shocking disturbing dissensions, ever since their inner construction clashes with our emotional architecture. (“Disruption”).","author":"Erik Pevernagie","tags":["act-in-line","architecture","astounded","behavior","bulls-in-a-china-shop","clash-with","create","disruption","dissension","disturbing","emotional","emotional-outlaws","inner-construction","living-environment","one-heck-of-a-mess","proceed","shocking","standards"],"id":1816,"author_id":"Erik+Pevernagie"},{"text":"Real Love Spread Real Happiness!","author":"Nasir","tags":["emotional","inspirational","love"],"id":1980,"author_id":"Nasir"},{"text":"It is has been a long time since I have written one of my statuses about life. I have been very busy trying to promote my Fan page, Friends and services, and my books. However, I can tell you all one thing for certain. I am not a Quitter. I will not stop writing books. I will not stop pushing myself to succeed. I will not stop being who I am.I am a winner. Winning is an attitude. You take the good with the bad and you keep on going. It gets hard, you get tired and sometimes burnt out but you keep on going anyway, because you can.Winners have setbacks, but winners learn tighten their belts and go on. Winner look at what has gone wrong and instead of complaining they find ways of doing it better. Winners know that Rome was not built in a day and take every day as it comes.Winners do not whine, they roar.","author":"Alexander Stone","tags":["emotional","spiritual","strength-through-adversity","uplifting"],"id":3061,"author_id":"Alexander+Stone"},{"text":"He lay still, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly before him, and drifted into dreams of his problems, compulsively living out dialogues, summing up emotional scenes with his mother, Dot, and his friends. Repeatedly he chided himself to go to sleep, but it did no good, for he was hungry for these waking visions that depicted his dilemmas, yet he knew that such brooding did not help; in fact he was wasting his waning strength, for into these unreal dramas he was putting the whole of his ardent being. The long hours dragged on.","author":"Richard Wright","tags":["drama","emotional","strength"],"id":3595,"author_id":"Richard+Wright"},{"text":"With a snarling face, fangs and blood red eyes, she had lunged at him and secured her mouth to his throat before he had even had time enough to scream. It had been the most terrifying moment of his life. Only two thoughts had occupied his mind; surviving to see Angela again, and the sensation of hearing his own heart beat fade away. Amelia had fed from him for what felt like hours, but that he knew couldn’t have been very long, as Angela never came to see what had become of him. He lay in the dirt, with Amelia hunched over his limp body, with the sound of his own, failing breath in his ears and the bloodthirsty sound of someone sucking out his blood.","author":"Elaine White","tags":["battle","challenge","emotional","loss","love","paranormal","romance","unrequited-love","valentine","vampire"],"id":4497,"author_id":"Elaine+White"},{"text":"Writing is the emotional morphine.","author":"Mariam Maarouf","tags":["emotional","inspirational","writing"],"id":5078,"author_id":"Mariam+Maarouf"},{"text":"She looked up, over the bandage that was nestled under her chin, and saw that the big-belly man with the red beard was starting at her, shaking his head. He looked like he was crying. 'I got ya this time,' he whispered, as if to himself. 'This time, I got ya.","author":"Adam Gidwitz","tags":["emotional","happyness","scared"],"id":6280,"author_id":"Adam+Gidwitz"},{"text":"Music is my emotional tranquilizers.","author":"Maria Herliana","tags":["emotional","music"],"id":6676,"author_id":"Maria+Herliana"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":553,"pages":56,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}