Country Dictionary

Something that can only be given away. So, give it to those who matter.

Love God, yourself, your friends, and your family. Give THEM your time.

I thought I thought I knew a thing and knew the thing was true, but as I learned and time went on I gradually grew, and learned the things I thought I knew were really only thoughts, and all the things at times just thoughts entirely for naught, knowledge is a fickle thing and like the brain in grams, that weigh themselves upon the mind and shape the way it scans, for better or for worse and hopefully for better things, you'll learn to know what really is and keep the thoughts just things.

What is a lie but a thought not outweighed by real things, and what is ignorance but real things not being there at all?

When the value one claims for themselves is more than that which they're due.

Those of Humility know their place; those of Arrogance think otherwise.

This...(how should I put it)...thing...is something hard to explain, and hard to understand. She is someone who was entirely dependent on her very wealthy family for money , and really needed that money to gain whatever clout she has, because in the conversations I had with her, she wasn't very intelligent except for in a few things. Generally, she's retarded, and needed her bitch friends to cover her ass (some of which actually were as retarded themselves), because this...thing...stole clothes of mine to make it look like we'd had a relationship when there wasn't one (which makes her even more retarded). Seriously, how stupid is she (WAY dumber than myself, but not nearly as dumb as Gary)?

There is no example I can give that will capture how stupid Karin other than what I've already explained. She is THAT dumb.

The psychological shadow of dishonesty, it is the willing exchange of the truth for a lie, because the lie is more palatable.

Those in denial can concoct even the strangest of fictions, but the Truth is stranger than Fiction; for we have made the Fiction to suit ourselves.

Love is that thing, that feeling, that state of being that takes the empty isolation within ourselves and imbues it with light; the color of the canvas of our souls. The warmth that fills you as you think about the one you love is indescribable, irreplaceable, and you do nothing but smile; for there is nothing you want to do but smile; there's nothing you CAN do except smile. The memories and thoughts of them make themselves known without warning; and all you can do is resist, but you'd rather surrender. It compels you, but its coercion is freeing. It's so much more than mere caring, mere affection, mere emotion: it's that which makes you feel most yourself; for in Loving them, you are yourself. The mere idea of losing them, or harm coming to them, breaks your heart; for you are broken with them. You are no longer two, distinct people, but one, united being; one man, one woman, one flesh. The very aim of Love is to bind itself unto the thing Beloved. If it doesn't, it's something else- its empty shadow (and even shadows are real). Love- True, Romantic Love- is not something which you give to another, but that which you choose to give no other- for there is no other to whom you wish to give it. There's a saying that Love is blind, but True Love isn't; for it sees things as they are- faults and all- and Loves them anyway. These three words carry the weight of the world: "I Love you."

Person 1: "I Love you." Person 2: "I Love you, too."

Resting in who you are, who you have, and what you have.

To have contentment is to be comfortable with the world.