Cassandra

“When life hands you questions, answer them.
When life hands you mysteries, unravel them.
When life hands you enigmas, decipher them.
When life hands you tasks, accomplish them.
When life hands you problems, tackle them.
When life hands you skills, develop them.
When life hands you talents, sharpen them.
When life hands you friends, cherish them.
When life hands you family, value them.
When life hands you acquaintances, treasure them.
When life hands you opponents, confront them.
When life hands you acquaintances, celebrate them.
When life hands you allies, support them.
When life hands you riches, multiply them.
When life hands you possessions, protect them.
When life hands you pleasures, ration them.
When life hands you experiences, relish them.
When life hands you students, instruct them.
When life hands you mentors, study them.
When life hands you teachers, esteem them.
When life hands you disciples, inspire them.
When life hands you gurus, honor them.
When life hands you lessons, remember them.
When life hands you teachings, impart them.
When life hands you demands, tackle them.
When life hands you obstacles, challenge them.
When life hands you troubles, overcome them.
When life hands you burdens, conquer them.
When life hands you titles, cherish them.
When life hands you degrees, employ them.
When life hands you medals, welcome them.
When life hands you awards, appreciate them.
When life hands you blessings, count them.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Has he lost his mind?” He dipped lower, sliding his lips against the soft patch of skin beneath her ear, inhaling her clean, night-flower scent. “Yes.” Unable to stop himself, he scraped his razor-sharp fangs against her skin, scoring lightly just enough to see red pebbles in a line. “He has lost his mind,” he whispered on a rasp. Her fingers curled at his shoulders. She sighed when he tongued the strip of blood away. “He has lost his body and soul, too.” He sucked her pretty earlobe, going rock-hard at her whimpering gasp. “You’ve gotten your claws in deep, kitten.” He trailed his mouth up her jaw, sliding his fingers up her nape and cupping her head to keep her where he wanted her. “And I’m bleeding inwardly.” Gently, he nipped at her bottom lip, sucking it between his lips and letting it slide out slowly. “I’m quite ready to die at your feet, if you’ll only give yourself to me.”
― Juliette Cross, The White Lily

“Don't look for knowledge, look for wisdom.
Don't look for opinions, look for facts.
Don't look for theories, look for evidence.
Don't look for speculation, look for certainties.
Don't look for certificates, look for competance.
Don't look for degrees, look for diligence.
Don't look for position, look for influence.
Don't look for jobs, look for a career.
Don't look for skills, look for talents.
Don't look for approval, look for individuality.
Don't look for validation, look for self acceptance.
Don't look for empires, look for happiness.
Don't look for popularity, look for excellence.
Don't look for acclaim, look for performance.
Don't look for conquests, look for brilliance.
Don't look for followers, look for friends.
Don't look for muscles, look for courage.
Don't look for appearance, look for character.
Don't look for body, look for heart.
Don't look for sexmates, look for helpmates.
Don't look for vengance, look for mercy.
Don't look for fate, look for opportunity.
Don't look for luck, look for destiny.
Don't look for fate, look for opportunity.
Don't look for wealth, look for health.
Don't look for today, look for tomorrow.
Don't look for miracles, look for faith.
Don't look for religion, look for love.
Don't look for messiahs, look for peace.
Don't look for temples, look for truth.
Don't look for angels, look for God.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Mothers are our world. Sisters are our sky. Daughters are our stars. Women are our universe.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo