Join me, as we venture deep into poetry.
Poems collected by other famous poets.
Poems collected by me.

It is likely that the traditional use of narcissi for the treatment of cancer was due to the presence of isocarbostyril constituents such as narciclasine, pancratistatin and their congeners.

Acetylcholine esterase inhibition has attracted the most interest as a possible therapeutic intervention, with activity varying by a thousandfold between species, and the greatest activity seen in those that contain galantamine or epinorgalanthamine.

The rodent repellant properties of Narcissus alkaloids have been utilised in horticulture to protect more vulnerable bulbs.

In the West, the narcissus is perceived as a symbol of vanity, in the East as a symbol of wealth and good fortune, while in Persian literature, the narcissus is a symbol of beautiful eyes.

Western Culture
In western culture, the daffodil is also associated with spring festivals such as Lent and its successor Easter. In Germany, the wild narcissus, N. pseudonarcissus, is known as the Osterglocke or "Easter bell." In the United Kingdom, the daffodil is sometimes referred to as the Lenten lily.

Although prized as an ornamental flower, some people consider narcissi unlucky, because they hang their heads implying misfortune. White narcissi, such as N triandrus "Thalia", are especially associated with death and have been called grave flowers. In Ancient Greece, narcissi were planted near tombs, and Robert Herrick describes them as portents of death, an association which also appears in the myth of Persephone and the underworld. 

.The poet Ovid also dealt with the mythology of the narcissus. In his Metamorphoses, he recounts the story of the youth Narcissus who, after his death, is turned into the flower, and it is also mentioned in Book 5 of his poem Fasti. This theme of metamorphosis was broader than just Narcissus; for instance see crocus, laurel, and hyacinth

"The poem I will recite now about myself, you must all have read in your English class. It was written by William Wordsworth."

I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o'er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of dancing Daffodils;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand dancing in the breeze.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee: –
A poet could not but be gay
In such a laughing company:
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought
What wealth the shew to me had brought:

For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the Daffodils.

Although there is no clear evidence that the flower's name derives directly from the Greek myth, this link between the flower and the myth became firmly part of western culture. The narcissus or daffodil is the most loved of all English plants and appears frequently in English literature. Many English writers have referred to the cultural and symbolic importance of Narcissus. No flower has received more poetic description except the rose and the lily, with poems by authors from John Gower, Shakespeare, Milton, Wordsworth, Shelley, and Keats. Frequently the poems deal with self-love derived from Ovid's account. Gower's reference to the yellow flower of the legend has been assumed to be the daffodil or Narcissus, 

Shakespeare frequently uses flower imagery, refers to daffodils twice in The Winter's Tale and also The Two Noble Kinsmen. Robert Herrick alludes to their association with death in a number of poems. Among the English romantic movement writers, none is better known than William Wordsworth's short 1804 poem I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud which has become linked in the popular mind with the daffodils that form its main image. Wordsworth also included the daffodil in other poems. Keats refers to daffodils among those things capable of bringing "joy forever".

In the visual arts, narcissi are depicted in three different contexts, mythological (Narcissus, Persephone), floral art, or landscapes. 

Eastern cultures
In Chinese culture Narcissus tazetta subsp. chinensis (Chinese sacred lilies), which can be grown indoors, is widely used as an ornamental plant. It was probably introduced to China by Arab traders traveling the Silk Road prior to the Song Dynasty for medicinal use. Spring-flowering, they became associated with Chinese New Year, signifying good fortune.

In India, the daffodil is commonly known as Nargis or Yemberzal (in Kashmiri). The importance of this flower for the Kashmiri people and other mountain regions is that it declares the arrival of Spring after the long harsh months of Winter. This white petalled beauty is also considered a symbol of good health and prosperity. A popular Kashmiri folk song, derived from the first-ever Kashmiri opera performed- Bombur ta Yemberzal, is illustrative of the love story of the Narcissus (Yemberzal) and the Bumble Bee (Bombur)

Festivals
In some areas where narcissi are prevalent, their blooming in spring is celebrated in festivals. 

Commercial uses
Throughout history the scent of narcissi has been an important ingredient of perfumes, a quality that comes from essential oils rather than alkaloids. Narcissi are also an important horticultural crop and source of cut flowers (floriculture).The Netherlands, which is the most important source of flower bulbs worldwide is also a major centre of narcissus production.

The largest Daffodil plant waving its flowery head and said that this was all that he could say. 
If more information, is needed then the children can go home and search the internet to get a lot of information or they can go to a horticulture expert who will tell them a lot of things.

The daffodil then said that it would be getting to be evening soon and as soon as the sun goes down and they switch over to sleeping/resting/ respiratory mode. Hence, they cannot answer any questions. Tomorrow, when the sun comes then the plants, trees animals, birds, etc. will be in a position to answer your questions.

The Daffodil asked if there were any other questions. We did not have any was the reply given by Chris.

Our 4 flying cars had parked on the grass and when the drivers saw that we were ready to leave,  the cars glided towards us hovering a few inches above the grass. Zen again wondered what sort of fuel was being used by the flying cars, it must be environment-friendly, as the cars did not seem to emit any smoke. They bid thanks and bye to the grass, the lake and the Daffodils saying they will come again tomorrow to get information about the birds, frogs, fish, trees, squirrels, butterflies, etc.

What would happen if you got stuck in Time?

Zia has completed her Ph.D. in Botany and has applied for the post of lecturer/ Professor. She joins a High school as a temporary teacher and is entrusted with the task of leading a group of students on a trekking /camping expedition. 

On the way they meet a guy who seems to be a trouble maker but later, he proves to be a pillar of strength. Early morning their camp is attacked and they flee taking a different route. But they are lost.

They enter a world where people are living, in hiding, for over 250 years. Their technology is much advanced as compared to ours. Their world was initially a Utopia but now it is changing due to an oppressive ruler.

They are trapped in the time of this hidden world and want to help the people there fight against the oppressive ruler and his cronies. The oppressive ruler wants to make a number of Time Machines by using the brains of the scientists who had died in harness at the site of the experiments. 

They all decide to help the good citizens of the lost world. The huge brains are destroyed and the Orbs of the scientists escape to help the rest in their mission. 

In the process, the crystals that are used in the hypnotizing guns are almost finished and to get more they split up to go to the 'Magical World' through a curtain which is a portal. The Magical World is a flat  man made Earth-like satellite, which was made as a joke to taunt the scientists 7000 years ago, and which is still operational. Here they meet the inhabitants.  They are fascinated with the advancement of science especially the talking chips and the flying cars.They see a completely different world where animals, plants, rocks, water etc can talk. Before you touch anything you need to seek permission.

They also meet the Aliens called the 'Crocodile Race' who have come to the Magical World (the flat satellite) to get supplies. They see spaceships being guided to land by the scientists of the Magical World.

At present they are narrating to the Aliens, what they have undergone till date. 

Read on to experience their adventures, their fears, and their courage, to deal with various situations and how, after meandering through various secret passageways, encountering adventures, they finally come back to their time.
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Trying to post a chapter in a week now.

"Right, let's get started," I tell them without looking at anyone in particular, and definitely not at Kentley. I go to open my mouth but am stopped when the desk girl from downstairs pops her head around the door.
"Sorry, Sir," she says. She's a quiet, unassuming, timid thing. I give her a big smile and tell her it's not a problem. "DS Kentley, a Mr Jacks left this for you, just now."
John and the other guys react immediately.
"Is he still here?"
"Don't let the Detective Chief Superintendent see him."
"Where is he? I'll give him a piece of my mind."
Kentley seems to be the only calm one in the room as she gets to her feet and approaches the girl.
"What is it?" she asks without hesitation.
"A set of keys," the uniformed officer tells her as she drops them into her hand.
"Good," Kentley replies before turning back to me. "Sorry for the interruption, Sir."
I nod my head and prepare to continue, but the others aren't paying me any attention at all. Even John's attention is on her.
"You can't seriously be okay?" John says. "He's just given his keys back, kid. So, you were serious when you said you'd broken up?"
"Serious as a heart attack," she tells him with a happy smile that appears completely devoid of happiness.
"But... you've been together... how long? I can't remember. Long enough I can't remember!"
Kentley is uncomfortable discussing this and heck I'm uncomfortable for goodness sake. This is our workplace and here they all are gossiping about DS Kentley's love life. F*cking hell.
"John, let's get back on point," I say.
"Sorry, Sir," John replies but his eyes stay glued to Kentley's face. "It's just... it doesn't make much sense."
I huff in irritation.
What is it about this girl that has all these guys vying for the role of her protector?
"It doesn't make sense?" I ask.
"No - not one little bit. Kentley, I thought you'd be getting engaged soon, and here you are telling us it's over."
"I appreciate your concern," she says sweetly, "it just didn't work out. It doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me either. He confused the sh*t out of me. I mean who dumps a person on Christmas Day, around the dinner table surrounded by both families."
"He didn't?" Alvin has returned with the coffees and considering what sort of a diva he seems to be, I'm surprised they haven't landed on the floor with him stood above them with a look of abject horror on his face.
"Yeah..." Kentley sighs. "Dad nearly flipped a lid."
She smiles at the memory.
"Then the b*stard left me to deal with everything; his parents, my parents... Everyone was there and he just upped and went."
There is a chorus of disbelief from all the guys.
"It's a shame," John says. "Worst bit is you've lost your best friend."
She nods her head in agreement.
"Yeah. We've known each other so long; I honestly thought that even if we broke up so long as we did it mutually, that at least our friendship could survive. I guess he didn't agree."
Her eyes give away more than her words. She's hurt, perhaps not devastated but she's hurt, but what's more, she doesn't want anyone else to know it.
John is across the room and hugging her within seconds.
"Enough!" I call out just as I witness her telling John that she really is fine. "We've got work to do. What do you all think this is? The order of business for the day does not include discussing Kentley's love life as desperately pathetic as it might be."
There is a round of apologies before finally they settle down and we can get on with some work.
"Tell me about this fancy dress robbery case," I say to DS Milton.
"Well, Sir, basically we've had a string of household robberies over the last month," Milton replies. "Each time the perp wears a different fancy dress costume. He's been Santa, a reindeer, an angel and a snowman. All the robberies are within a five-mile radius. We've been to the local fancy dress stores and we're working our way through the list of people who have bought those products - although our concern is that the perp may have bought them online or outside the area."
"There was a boot print left at the first scene," John tells me, "and a hair was left at the third. Unfortunately, the hair turned out to be a cat hair - although that isn't necessarily completely unhelpful as he could have a pet cat."
"There was a witness at the second," DS Stone tells me. "A Mrs Pearce. She was putting out her washing when she heard a loud bang from the house next door, so she went around to check on her neighbours. She knocked, but there was no answer. Instead, there was another loud bang. She planned to return to her house - she has a key, you see. She feeds the cat when they go on holidays and the like - but a reindeer opened the door and pushed past her. He was apparently carrying a black sack, was approximately 5'9'', had a stubbly chin and looked to be in his late twenties, early thirties."
They go on to tell me their plans for the day.
Milton will be continuing with the list of customers while John Bertell and Stone will be spending their morning at the fourth crime scene.
When they have finished, I turn to Mark Jackson, the other Detective Inspector.
"Our most pressing case right now is the sexual assault and battery. The victim, a Miss Lolt, is currently in the hospital. She's got a uniformed officer guarding her room. We've yet to be able to question her as she was in a pretty bad way," Jackson tells me. "We're hoping today will be the day."
"The hospital said her condition had improved when I called about an hour ago," Kentley adds.
"DS Milton will be checking in with CSI about the **** kit results and DS Kentley will be accompanying me to interview the victim. Until we've interviewed her, we don't have much to go on at all."
"Alright. I'm going to come with you both," I tell them. "Get to it, everyone. Any new leads, or information, keep me informed."
I get another round of yes sirs.
"I'm going to grab my coat," I tell Jackson. "We can take my car."
"Yes, Sir."
He nods his head before going over to his desk to gather his own stuff. 



Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses.
Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

One city. Nine million people.
An heiress hell bent on breaking her parents' rules…
A CEO struggling to maintain control... 
Two co-workers with a history they can’t delete…
An artist running from her past…
The man who wants nothing more than to protect her…
A manwh*re doctor looking for a second chance with the only woman he’s ever loved…
A detective and her jerk of a boss, hunting down a serial killer…
And the hunky man who might just be one lucky girl’s Christmas Miracle…

We Shall Keep the Faith


Oh! You who sleep in Flanders Fields,
Sleep sweet--to rise anew!
We caught the torch you threw
And holding high, we keep the Faith
With All who died.

We cherish, too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led;
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a lustre to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders Fields.

And now the Torch and Poppy Red
We wear in honor of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught;
We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought
In Flanders Fields.

by Moina Micheals


(This poems is a response to the famous poem: "In Flander's Field" by John Mcree which was written in WW1)

A collection of poems that I enjoy. Some are poems; some are quotes. 
They aren't mine--all credit where credit is due.
There's no actual lead or genre since there isn't a true plot.

After the Norman conquest of England in 1066, the written form of the Anglo-Saxon language became less common. Under the influence of the new aristocracy, French became the standard language of courts, parliament, and polite society. As the invaders integrated, their language and literature mingled with that of the natives, and the Norman dialects of the ruling classes became Anglo-Norman. From then until the 12th century, Anglo-Saxon underwent a gradual transition into Middle English. Political power was no longer in English hands, so that the West Saxon literary language had no more influence than any other dialect and Middle English literature was written in the many dialects that corresponded to the region, history, culture, and background of individual writers.[19]

In this period religious literature continued to enjoy popularity and Hagiographies were written, adapted and translated: for example, The Life of Saint Audrey, Eadmer's (c. 1060 – c. 1126).[20] At the end of the 12th century, Layamon in Brut adapted the Norman-French of Wace to produce the first English-language work to present the legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.[21] It was also the first historiography written in English since the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle.


Middle English Bible translations, notably Wycliffe's Bible, helped to establish English as a literary language. Wycliffe's Bible is the name now given to a group of Bible translations into Middle English that were made under the direction of, or at the instigation of, John Wycliffe. They appeared between about 1382 and 1395.[22] These Bible translations were the chief inspiration and cause of the Lollard movement, a pre-Reformation movement that rejected many of the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church.

Another literary genre, that of Romances, appears in English from the 13th century, with King Horn and Havelock the Dane, based on Anglo-Norman originals such as the Romance of Horn (ca. 1170),[23] but it was in the 14th century that major writers in English first appeared. These were William Langland, Geoffrey Chaucer and the so-called Pearl Poet, whose most famous work is Sir Gawain and the Green Knight.[24]

Langland's Piers Plowman (written ca. 1360–87) or Visio Willelmi de Petro Plowman (William's Vision of Piers Plowman) is a Middle English allegoricalnarrative poem, written in unrhymed alliterative verse.[25]

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight is a late 14th-century Middle English alliterative romance. It is one of the better-known Arthurian stories of an established type known as the "beheading game". Developing from Welsh, Irish and English tradition, Sir Gawain highlights the importance of honour and chivalry. Preserved in the same manuscript with Sir Gawayne were three other poems, now generally accepted as the work of the same author, including an intricate elegiac poem, Pearl.[26] The English dialect of these poems from the Midlands is markedly different from that of the London-based Chaucer and, though influenced by French in the scenes at court in Sir Gawain, there are in the poems also many dialect words, often of Scandinavian origin, that belonged to northwest England.[26]


Middle English lasted until the 1470s, when the Chancery Standard, a London-based form of English, became widespread and the printing press started to standardise the language. Chaucer is best known today for The Canterbury Tales. This is a collection of stories written in Middle English (mostly in verse although some are in prose), that are presented as part of a story-telling contest by a group of pilgrims as they travel together from Southwark to the shrine of St Thomas Becket at Canterbury Cathedral. Chaucer is a significant figure in the development of the legitimacy of the vernacular, Middle English, at a time when the dominant literary languages in England were still French and Latin.

At this time, literature in England was being written in various languages, including Latin, Norman-French, and English: the multilingual nature of the audience for literature in the 14th century is illustrated by the example of John Gower (c. 1330 – October 1408). A contemporary of William Langland and a personal friend of Chaucer, Gower is remembered primarily for three major works: the Mirroir de l'Omme, Vox Clamantis, and Confessio Amantis, three long poems written in Anglo-Norman, Latin and Middle English respectively, which are united by common moral and political themes.[27]

Significant religious works were also created in the 14th century, including those of Julian of Norwich (ca. 1342 – ca. 1416) and Richard Rolle. Julian's Revelations of Divine Love (about 1393) is believed to be the first published book written by a woman in the English language.[28]

A major work from the 15th century is Le Morte d'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory, which was printed by Caxton in 1485.[29]This is a compilation of some French and English Arthurian romances, and was among the earliest books printed in England. It was popular and influential in the later revival of interest in the Arthurian legends.[30]

Medieval theatre

In the Middle Ages, drama in the vernacular languages of Europe may have emerged from enactments of the liturgy. Mystery plays were presented in the porches of cathedrals or by strolling players on feast days. Miracle and mystery plays, along with morality plays(or "interludes"), later evolved into more elaborate forms of drama, such as was seen on the Elizabethan stages. Another form of medieval theatre was the mummers' plays, a form of early street theatre associated with the Morris dance, concentrating on themes such as Saint George and the Dragon and Robin Hood. These were folk tales re-telling old stories, and the actors travelled from town to town performing these for their audiences in return for money and hospitality.[31]

Mystery plays and miracle plays are among the earliest formally developed plays in medieval Europe. Medieval mystery plays focused on the representation of Bible stories in churches as tableaux with accompanying antiphonal song. They developed from the 10th to the 16th century, reaching the height of their popularity in the 15th century before being rendered obsolete by the rise of professional theatre.[32]


19th century engraving of a performance from the Chester mystery play cycle.

There are four complete or nearly complete extant English biblical collections of plays from the late medieval period. The most complete is the York cycle of 48 pageants. They were performed in the city of York, from the middle of the 14th century until 1569.[33] Besides the Middle English drama, there are three surviving plays in Cornish known as the Ordinalia.[34]

Having grown out of the religiously based mystery plays of the Middle Ages, the morality play is a genre of medieval and early Tudor theatrical entertainment, which represented a shift towards a more secular base for European theatre.[35] Morality plays are a type of allegory in which the protagonist is met by personifications of various moralattributes who try to prompt him to choose a godly life over one of evil. The plays were most popular in Europe during the 15th and 16th centuries.[36]

The Somonyng of Everyman (The Summoning of Everyman) (c. 1509 – 1519), usually referred to simply as Everyman, is a late 15th-century English morality play. Like John Bunyan's allegory Pilgrim's Progress (1678), Everyman examines the question of Christian salvation through the use of allegorical characters.[

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

It had been about two weeks since Milton had started working at Grant Boxing Gym and he hadn't hated it. The pay was decent, and Wildcat had even taught him a few things. He said he mostly did it because Milton would be the only one there late at night and he needed to protect his business. Over those two weeks, a lot of other heroes and some allies had made their way into the gym. The likes of Green Arrow and Speedy, Miss Martian, Super Girl, Power Girl, and even Wonder Woman all stopped by to train their hand to hand combat. However, Milton didn't know that while the Leaguers were there to train, they were also there to observe Milton.
Milton had picked up a few things from Wildcat, but he also had learned some moves from watching the different heroes that had come through the gym. Wonder Woman, Super Girl, and Power Girl were all the brawler types. Miss Martian was more acrobatic and threw a few attacks but stuck mostly to dodging. Green Arrow and Speedy were more martial arts types and had more technique with their combat. Milton knew he currently didn't have the physique to be a martial artist but he had practiced some of the moves he had seen growing up like the spinning back fist, the roundhouse kick, and even a flying knee.
Wildcat had been watching Milton's progress and noticed something was a bit off. Milton's stomach didn't protrude as much as it did when he first came to the gym. Milton had started to do some workouts in the gym after hours and it was starting to show. The steady income that he had was helping him pay for his motel room and he wasn't eating out. He would spend all day at the gym either training or cleaning then he would go back to his room and relax for a bit before sleeping.
The silence in the gym was broken by the sudden announcement coming from one G. Gordon Godfrey.
"Well denizens of Earth, we are here bringing you an announcement by the esteemed and gracious Lex Luthor who has a very interesting topic."
A/N: *Points at Lex Luthor* "Fuck that guy." *Points at Godfrey* "Fuck that guy too."
"Thank you, Mr. Godfrey. My fellow humans, as some of you may know there have been strange occurrences going on all around the world but fear not for, I have a solution. I have discovered an individual that has found their way to our world. To the best of my understanding, this person has knowledge of how all of this has come to happen and might even know how to fix it."
Just then, a picture of Milton appeared on the screen next to Lex Luthor. Milton's face went pale and he knew that life was about to get complicated. Before any of the heroes could say anything to him, Lex continued to speak.
"Information on this person's whereabouts will be handsomely rewarded with a cool $4 million and there will be a finder's fee of $20 million for whoever brings me that person. Unfortunately, I haven't discovered this individual's name, but I will make it public knowledge once I uncover it. Oh, and one more thing. If you bring that individual to me within the next 12 days then I'll reward you with something far greater than money, a favor from me."
Milton felt every muscle in his body tense up as he knew that the announcement would be seen by every crook, thief, rogue, and super villain on the planet. Now, it was just a matter of when. Milton dropped his mop and began turning towards the door.
"Hey kid, where you going?"
Wildcat tried to get Milton's attention before he left.
"I'm gonna go pack my stuff and leave town. I need to go somewhere safe where no one can find me."
"Ha. Kid, is there any place that you think some of those goons won't find you?"
Milton, without thinking, said the one place he probably shouldn't have.
"The Watchtower."
Every super in the gym tightened as some random guy just casually mentioned the Watchtower like it was Sunday dinner. Wildcat walked up to Milton and grabbed him by the collar.
"Kid, how do you know about the Watchtower?"
"Uh, lucky guess?"
"Nice try. I need to make a call. Don't let him leave."
Wildcat went to the office and pulled out the communicator.
"Bats, we have a problem."
"I know Ted, I saw the news."
"Nah, I mean that's an issue, but the kid knows about the Watchtower. He won't say how. I think we need to have a talk with him. Or have him meet John."
"That's plan B, but we should get him somewhere safe. The Watchtower might be the safest place until we find a better place."
"Roger that, I'll have some of the youngsters take him to the Watchtower and have him under close eye."
"Let me know if anything goes wrong Ted."
"Will do Bats."
Ted came back to the gym floor and looked around at the superheroes that were currently in there. He saw Super girl, Star girl, Miss Martian, Artemis, Power girl and Wonder girl. He was confident that all of them had the skills to protect Milton.
"Alright kids, make sure he gets to the Watchtower and keep a close eye on him. If he starts to act up, don't be afraid to knock him out."
Super girl confidently puffed out her chest.
"I don't think that will be necessary. He seems pretty harmless."
"Yeah, well you all should know that looks can be deceiving. Anyways, get him up there and wait for further instructions."
Milton had some piece of mind as he knew the capabilities of his bodyguards, but he didn't know what to expect when he got to the Watchtower.
"SG1 to Watchtower, beam us up from our location."
"This is Watchtower to SG1, copy that."
Just then a bright flash of light surrounded the group and *whoosh* they on board the Watchtower. The landing pad was inside this large, open room and there were people everywhere. Superheroes to engineers to technicians and at the center console was tall, green skinned man with a blue cape and red straps on his chest.
"Martian Manhunter in the flesh."
Milton's excitement had gotten to the better of him again and he had revealed another fact that should've been a secret. Before he could react, Martian Manhunter was in his face.
"This is peculiar as you already seem to know me, but we have never met. In fact, knowledge about me at all is strictly known to other Leaguers and Watchtower crew. I'll have to probe your mind to see what it is that you know."
Before Manhunter could start probing Milton's mind, everyone saw the always smiling and cheering guy grow an expression that was similar to only other person they knew: Batman.
"I know plenty of information and it's all extremely important. J'onn, I assure you that not even you could fathom everything I know and that if you did look into my mind you would absolutely regret it."
Before J'onn could act on his instincts, the blue boyscout himself walked into the room with the Amazon princess and the dark knight. 
Superman was the first one to speak, "So this is the person causing all this commotion."
Batman spoke up next, "I want to have a word with him after J'onn probes his mind."
J'onn spoke up next, "Batman, he has informed me that the information he knows is not only important but also unfathomable. If you think what he knows is important then I will go ahead and read his mind."
"Do it."
With a sure nod, J'onn confirmed Batman's instructions and grabbed Milton's head. Milton felt this strange sensation of energy rushing through his brain and something poking and prodding at his memories. The next thing all the onlookers saw was the Martian Manhunter's eyes rolling back into his head and he collapsed onto the ground. Milton had tried to warn J'onn, but he just didn't listen, and this led to him being knocked unconscious. 
Batman grabbed Milton by the color and pinned him to the wall. 
"What did you do to J'onn?!"
"I didn't do anything. He couldn't handle all the information he learned from looking inside my head. I have a good idea why Lex Luthor wants me, and I can assure you that if anyone else goes probing in my head, it could very well destroy the world."

"Well then, let's you and I go have a little chat. Superman, Wonder woman, why don't you come with me and have a conversation with our new friend here. Someone please take J'onn to the med bay and make sure they get him looked at. Let us know when he wakes up."
Milton found himself being escorted by Batman, Superman and Wonder woman to an office room onboard the Watchtower. The room was spacious but not empty as there were other people already there. Milton recognized the other members as they were 2 men in costume. One was in a red leotard with yellow lightning on his chest and the other was a black leotard with a green lantern on his chest. These two were none other than the Flash and Green Lantern. 
"Holy shit, Wally and John."
Batman, Superman, Wonder woman, the Flash and Green Lantern all heard the stranger's statement and had looks of surprise on their faces. 
Batman looked at Milton with a very stern expression and, yet again, grabbed him by the collar.
"The more you talk, the less I like it. You seem to know a lot about all of us, but we know almost nothing about you. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Uh, that could take a while to explain."
Superman was the one to speak this time.
"Then I suggest you get started."
"Well...."

Milton Graves grew up in his dad's comic book store and eventually took it over. After a fire burned his shop to the ground and smoked him out, Milton awoke to find himself in the middle of the street. Before he could even think, two beautiful women with emerald skin were fighting. He recognized as comic book characters, but they were from different companies. How is this possible?

Rhys woke her up when they landed. "Good morning, my love. We are home." 
Jim was waiting with the car when they exited the airport. Rhys and Jim talked on the ride about Rhys purchasing a private jet. "I've avoided it but I think it's time. We need to start aligning our life so we can be safe and enjoy it as much as possible without having to deal with these things. I'm also going to call my attorney and get a confidentiality agreement typed up for all of the house staff." Rhys seemed irritated and edgy. 
They arrived home and Martha greeted them at the door. "Congratulations, Mrs. Tomlinson, welcome home." Pearl smiled, enjoying the sound of that. She took her luggage to the bedroom and unpacked. 
Rhys walked up to her and kissed the back of her neck. 
"My wife. It's so much better being home, knowing you are my wife now." He said. 
She turned and kissed him. "It definitely is."
Her phone rang. "Hello, John." 
"Pearl, we are blowing up. Jason wants us in New York next week." She sighed. The insanity of her new life was exhausting. They had the golden globe nominations in two weeks, and then the party in LA. Rhys' parents were coming the week after Valentine's Day and Rhys resumed filming in March. And sometime in between all of this, there was a Fortune 500 company to take over and a bookshop to run. "I will be there. Just let me know the plan", she said to John. 
"And make sure you put on your people face. We are doing The Today Show while we are in town."
Pearl didn't respond. She was in total shock. 
"Pearl, our single is out and it's blowing up. You are with one of the biggest movie stars under the age of 30 and our guitar player had played with several popular bands. This band is known now. We made it, Pearly Pearl."
She thanked him and hung up. 
"Well, what was that all about?" Rhys asked. 
"I have to go to New York next week."
"You mean WE have to go to New York next week?" He smiled and hugged her. 
"Yes. If you'd like to come. We have to meet with Jason. Also, we are booked on The Today Show."
"Pearl! That's awesome! Congratulations! I've done the show a couple of times. It's intimidating as hell. I'll be there with you. I'll help however I can." He got on the phone and made some calls. He came back in to the bedroom and said, "I have to work a little. I'm proud of you, Pearl. You're amazing." 

She met with Iris and filled her in. Iris said she was aware and had been making arrangements with John. She also told her and she and Blake had found a place and were doing well. She said she would be moving out within the month, depending on when they were able to close on the condo. It was in the city and about an hour from Pearl and Rhys' house, Pearl congratulated her and said she would help in any way she could. 

After a long day of catching up on the functional tasks in her life, she finally settled down into the library with a book and a glass of wine. Rhys came in and sat next to her and kissed her, "what a crazy day." He said. "It's nice to sit down finally."
"Yes. It is. I don't know how you've done this your entire life." She said, looking at him with a new understanding. 
"I shut out real feelings for a long time. It's easier to be robotic when you're always having demands put on you. So many faces and words and motions. No substance. Do you see now why I was waiting for you?" Rhys said, putting his arm around her. 
Pearl knew exactly what he meant. And she agreed. 
Pearl's text dinged. It was John again. There was a link to an article. She clicked it. "Holden Tomlinson married 'Poems for Wolves' singer Pearl Clarke in a private ceremony in Oahu this week." 
She showed Rhys and he stood up and got on his phone, calling his attorney and manager. 
Pearl texted John back. "This is bad, isn't it? Will affect our band?"
"No Pearl. It's good. And it will affect our band. We just got real famous, real fast. Also, congratulations"
Rhys came back and looked down. "It's out. Someone outed us. There are pictures, too. Someone was hiding not far away and taking pics. I'm sorry. I thought it would be discreet. I'm sorry if I ruined the wedding you planned in June."
"No! Don't worry about it. We can still have it. It's ok. It would have been out then anyway. It's a few months earlier. It's fine."
"So much for keeping a low profile as long as you can." Rhys said. 
"I knew what I was taking on. It's ok. I love you." She said, kissing his forehead. 
"I love you, too." Rhys said. 







***************AUTHOR'S NOTE!!***************
If you're enjoying this book, please let me know! Also, check out my new novel, "Remembering Winter" and add it to your collection!

When real life divorce and loneliness becomes a fairy tale after a chance encounter with a movie star, Pearl’s life turns into a love triangle she wasn’t prepared for. Rock  stardom  and romance and getting a second chance at life and love means everything.

"Everyone! We're almost there." Lato, who was leading the group, announced as they reached the edge of the forest where Timbreford could be seen from afar.

Hearing his words, Alexander then opened the window of his carriage and spoke, "Well done. You should come with us as well since we do not know when I'll be needing your assistance."

Lato momentarily paused with a stunned expression before he faintly smiled. "I would really love to accompany your highness, but surely, you know that the people would recognize my eyes. I couldn't even use the form concealing gem. So that-"

"Can't you just cover your eyes?" unexpectedly, the High Priest beside Lato suddenly spoke. "Also, try to hide your awful dark energy even just for a little. Then always stay where I could see you. That way, even though I can't nullify it entirely, I could at least cover it with my own energy."

With such unexpected proposal, Lato stared at Yrhan. Aside from their opposing attributes, the two of them hadn't talked much to each other even when they were leading the convoy together. Thus, it was so out of character for the high priest to offer him some help.

Having felt Lato's intent gaze on him, Yrhan cringed and glared at the necromancer, "What are you staring at? Stupid."

"Oh my... this old man was just touched by your kindness..." Lato playfully wiped his non-existent tears with a smile and patted Yrhan's head.

"The fuck with you?" Yrhan slapped Lato's hand. A vein was popping on his temple but he still managed not to raise his voice. "Also, I'm half a century older than you so don't act like you're my senior."

"Hahaha! Yes, grandfather."

"Haaah? Who's your grandfather, you bastard?" Yrhan's mouth twitched in irritation. Evidently, he's bad at dealing with someone like Lato.

Watching them, Cedar couldn't help but feel relieved. 'It seems that they get along well.'

It was already past noon when the Prince's convoy arrived at the small town located at the edge of the forest. At last, after everything that had happened, they reached Timbreford.

In accordance with the Emperor's decree, they are to investigate the case of serial-killing in this peaceful-looking town. In addition, the place where Isabella's body went missing, and the necromancer who almost wiped the soldiers responsible for transporting her body was also close to Timbreford. Therefore, they have a lot of investigating to do.

Knowing their arrival in advance, Timbreford's fief lord, Allen Milton, together with his guards, welcomed the prince's convoy at the town's gate.

"My Lord, I am honored that you even came here personally." A plump man with a bald head and mustache, dressed in a blue robe gilded with golden patterns, lowered his head to show his respect. However, deep in his heart, he was sneering at the Crown Prince before him. 'Tch. Why did the King send this incompetent son of his in here? What could he possibly do to solve this case?'

As the Crown Prince's image was that of a spoiled and pleasure-seeking fool, it was no wonder that anyone would see him as a useless person.

"My Prince, I have already prepared your residence. You can now-"

"Ooohh... what a nice town you have! You have so many beautiful girls here." Even before the fief lord could finish his sentence, Alexander flashed a foolish grin on his handsome face, making the girls who were in the crowd that had started to form a while ago, blush.

The fief lord could only smile as the information about the crown prince being a lustful idiot was confirmed. 'Well, even though he can't bring justice for me, at least I could use that...' Allen silently contemplated as he proceeded to escort the prince's group towards their temporary residence.

...

Allen Milton did really prepare a splendid manor for the Crown Prince. Although it wasn't even half as big as the one in the capital, the manor was refurbished into a mini version of it. At the entrance, the posts also had the flying phoenix pattern, gilded in gold. From there, a lot of expensive decorations--vases and sculptures, were used to beautify the mansion's garden and hallways. 

Alexander was properly informed that Timbreford is a mining town, but having these kinds of decorations were exceedingly extravagant. However, he didn't show any negative reactions.

"Hmm... nice... this place is indeed a perfect place for me. You've done well, Fief Lord." Alexander complimented, as he looked around the place. He even stops from time to time to admire the fine sculptures and exquisite frail-looking golden vases on display.

"Thank you, your highness. We knew that you like these expensive treasures so we did a little bit of renovation and beautification."

"A little bit, huh? But some of these sculptures have rare gems on them. You don't have to spend this much for me. Hahahah!" The crown prince laughed with happiness, in contrast to his words while tapping Allen's shoulders.

Behind them were Cedar, Yrhan, and Lato. All of them saw how silly the prince is looking right now, but only Yrhan had a weird expression on his face. It was because since his first meeting with Alexander, even though Yrhan had already seen his princely manner turning into his playful self, he had never seen the prince acting like trash.

However, for Lato, who watched the prince grow, and for Cedar who had the memories of the prince's true nature, looking at this kind of Alexander is not that surprising, because they know that the prince is only acting according to his image known by the public.

Watching the frivolous prince enjoy himself, Allen Milton felt that he really did well. He straightened his back a little more and flashed a smile of a good subordinate. "No, my lord. This much is not too much if it's for you. You are, after all, the kingdom's one and only Crown Prince."

"Hahaha! That, I am." Alexander proudly stated before abruptly turning his head to look at Allen. "Oh, right. I'm curious about one thing."

"Wh-what is it my lord?"

"If I remembered it correctly..." Alexander deliberately paused and playfully pouted his lips while his thumb and index finger were lightly rubbing his chin. "The Milton Barony is the lowest taxpayer in the empire, is it not?"

Not expecting that the 'foolish prince' would throw him such a question when they haven't even settled inside the manor, Allen Milton's heart almost leaped out of his throat. His smile went stiff and he felt his cold sweat on his back.

'Fuck. Why is this prince suddenly asking this? When did he gain some brains?' Allen couldn't help but to wonder. However, when he glanced at Alexander, he found that the prince before him was innocently looking at him with clear eyes, waiting for his answer. 'Nah... he couldn't possibly ask that because he's suspicious. He's probably just really curious. Yes, that's right.'

After convincing himself, Allen cleared his throat before explaining, "My lord, it was true that Timbreford's mining productivity has declined over the decades. However, a few years ago, my son had discovered a gold vein inside a small cave hidden in the beast forest. Ah, John, my son..."

When Allen spoke about his son, he went teary-eyed and he suddenly prostrated in front of the prince. "My Lord, please bring justice for my son and his family! They don't deserve to die a horrible death! He was a bright man who helped bring this dying town to life... Please help us!"

Alexander lightly patted the wailing plump man and said, "Do not cry anymore. This prince's main purpose in coming here was to help you find the culprit behind this case."

"Thank you! Thank you, your highness! I will believe you! John did a great thing finding the gold vein and contributed a lot to making this mansion for the royalty. He's a very loyal subject who wanted to...."

As he listens while Allen went on and on about his son's merits, Cedar almost rolled his eyes. It was obvious that this fief lord wanted more than justice for his son. Still, he kept a deadpan face while following the Prince and the fief lord from behind.

After a few more steps, they had arrived at an enormous entrance fit for two large elephants. And when it opened up, they saw two long lines of servants, bowing their heads to welcome them.

And at the middle, a beautiful blonde woman in scarlet woolen dress approached them, elegantly bending her head down. "Your Highness, my name is Rosemary, second daughter of the fief lord, Allen Milton. I am very honored to serve you."

An actress had crossed over to a fantasy world as a Knight serving the Crown Prince whom, based on her new body's memories was supposed to be a kind and dignified monarch. However, what she sees is a frivolous and perverted bastard who keeps on teasing her night and day.

"Sleep with me."

"Your highness, I am a man like you."

Yes, this is a story about a virgin girl, now leading a life of a straight (?) man and being chased by the 'seme' Prince.

There is no excuse for not trying. 

  
Life is not to be absorbed through the experiences of others; instead, it is to be grasped by you with the strength of a thousand lions.
Theodore W. Higgingsworth

 
Just doing as well as you did last time is not good enough. Michael Jackson

 
One of the greatest motivations for forgiveness is knowing that it's you who will be the primary beneficiary when you do it. Forgiveness is for you. Barbara J Hunt, Forgiveness Made Easy

 
By being the best you can be, the most skilful in your endeavour and by loving yourself, your life and what you do with it, you'll happily begin every new day with a spring in your step. Ross Wilson, The Happy Agent

 
To be your best for your career, job, home business, volunteer work or whatever service you provide, there must be some 'down' time. Kathy Henn, Daily Inspiration

 
I believe in the eternal possibilities for life to expand and improve. I'm convinced that anything can be better. David Mezzapelle, 10 Habits of Truly Optimistic People

 
Just try to be the best you can be; never cease trying to be the best you can be. That's in your power. John Wooden

Your story is your memory of those life experiences that made you who you are today. It consists of "the best of times and the worst of times." Bill DeFoore, Anger: Deal With It, Heal With It, Stop It From Killing You
A motivational quotation that we all need to remember during difficult times!

 
If you have the right mind-set, you can be just as happy on Monday as you are on Friday. Joel Osteen, Every Day a Friday

Winning is important, but only the kind where every player feels that he or she is putting in the best effort. Jame Wilson, How to Be Better At Basketball in 21 days

 
Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go. Hermann Hesse

People with a passion for a certain thing are most likely to put more time and effort in it than those who don't. Barbara Geer, Am I My Sister's Keeper?

 
You are a work in progress; which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once. Author Unknown

... the life we are living today is defined by the thoughts in one's mind and the action implemented on the outside to be who we are. Alexander Chase, Positive Thinking

 
Success, happiness, confidence and love are some important elements of your life. You need all of them to deal with different challenges and to increase the success and convenience of your life. Chris Johnston, Famous Quotes

Possible actions and choices can be limited by fear, so be thoughtful, but also be fearless. Fran Curcio

I might live for the future and the achievement of the "When I …," but I can't really live in any other time than now. Kirsten Wreggitt, Before I Let You Go

 
"Adversity is the catalyst that forces us to stretch. It propels us to find solutions to problems ..." Catherine Pulsifer, Adversity An Advantage

 
Positive attitude comes with motivation that something can be done anyway despite the prevailing circumstances. Dan Miller, Positive Attitude - Key to Success
Motivational people always demonstrate a positive attitude! 


We all need someone or something to give us our own "I can do it" moment to keep us moving forward. Doretha Dingler, In Pink

I believe that nothing in life is unimportant
Every moment can be a beginning
And a time for decision
John McLeod, I Believe

 
Always pass on what you have learned. Yoda

And if you think you have it rough, then try sitting down with someone else and ask them about their life. It may give you some perspective. Jonathan Puddle, You Are The Solution to Someone's Problem

Motivation is the reason you do something. It's a force that compels you. Motivation is your incentive and your inspiration. Erica Hudson, How To Achieve Your Goals

One of the most efficient ways you can improve your life is by simply thinking in a more positive way. Robert Norman, Positive Thinking

"There are those who hate to see their birthday arrive. Ah, but not I. For each year is a gift, each day is a gift. I am thankful and am grateful for this day of my birth. I find motivation within to live this year so let it begin!" Theodore W. Higginsworth

 
Motivation can play a great rule in helping you manage your day by setting priorities. Frank Mullani, Discover the Magic of Motivation Now

A book will come to a person when he or she is ready for its message, and often it will come in an amazing way. Gerald G.Jampolsky, Love Is Letting Go of Fear

As individuals we are sometimes as nothing, but we can influence, and be influenced by, something much more significant. Simon Bell, A Kinship of Purpose
see also: Best Quotes   |   Best Motivational Quotes   |   Inspirational Quotes   |   Greatness   |   Motivational Poems   |   Adversity An Advantage

Short Motivational Quotations
While these quotes are short they are motivating and inspiring!
 
Be yourself, who else is better qualified. Frank J. Giblin

He said don't be so much consumed in searching for the best ways to raise your kid that you forget to enjoy your motherhood. Vanita Vandan Singh, Motherhood Notes

Our world would look very different if each of us would be passionately pursuing our life's purpose. Munmi Sarma, The Obstacle Is You

 
Never stop believing in yourself.
When others doubt, don't you. Catherine Pulsifer, Believing in You

Find your passion and you are halfway through achieving your purpose in life Dr. Ignatius K Otchere-Asamoah, Destined to Win

 
Being motivated is a vital aspect in wanting to work well. Kate Keenan, Motivate

Peak performance occurs because of the demanding nature of the situation, not in spite of it. Martin Turner, Jamie Barker, What Business Can Learn From Sport Psychology

 
Confidence is the mother of incentive. Greg Henry Quinn

In my experience, there is only one motivation, and that is desire. No reasons or principle contain it or stand against it. Jane Smiley

 
Optimism and positivity keep your goals moving forward. Renil M. George, Focus
A short motivational quotation that holds much wisdom.

Where or what would life be without one's dreams and passions expressed with vigour and fortitude? Rosy Lee Anderson

 
Preoccupation is the most common form of failure. Harry Emerson Fosdick, Twelve Tests of Character

Encouragement is important business. Larry Crabb, Encouragement

In reality, the richness of our lives is often equal to the risks we are courageous enough to take. Sue Patton Thoele

 
Motivators are not born - they are made. And they are almost always self-made. Alan Loy Mcginnis, Bringing Out Best in People

I also believe mental preparation goes hand-in-hand with setting goals and hard work. Alex Rodriguez

Purpose is a complicated concept. To start with, it is about meaning and motivation. Patrick Foley, Winning at Retirement

 
True resilience fosters well-being, an underlying sense of happiness, love, and peace. Rick Hanson, Resilient

May we all become teachers of peace, and teach in the only way possible: by example. Max Strom

A big part of what makes a story enjoyable is that it is worthwhile, and to that end, meaningful. Joel Emmett, Star Wars Wisdom

There are 1,440 minutes in a day, and once they're gone, you never get them back. Kevin Kruse

 

Creativity is the catalyst for brilliant accomplishments, but it is also the greatest obstacle. Scott Belsky, Making Ideas Happen

Our hard work rewards us financially and builds our business skills and experience. But if internal motivation is not there, a rude awakening awaits when we realize what we're missing: passion. Joanna Barsh, Grow Wherever You Work

Leading any sort of creative pursuit requires an overhaul of how we motivate others and ourselves. Scott Belsky, Making Ideas Happen

"... determination is the impetus for persistence and perseverance for taking action. Dorothy Wehunt, Rise Up to Yourself

 
Gratitude and humility ... are critical in developing a successful mindset. Paul Brodie, Champion

Whatever your past has been, you have a spotless future. Melanie Gustafson

Ask not what your teammates can do for you. Ask what you can do for your teammates. Magic Johnson

Retirement may be an ending, a closing, but it is also a new beginning. Catherine Pulsifer

Personal freedom means choosing our own behavior; it means acting rather than reacting. Karen Casey, Each Day a New Beginning

 
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: To rise above the little things. John Burroughs

Violence is a dark contrast to what so many of us still believe in - love. Robi Ludwig

What motivates people to act kindly to family and strangers? Gerald Campbell, Kindness: The 8 Laws of Kindness
see also: Short Quotes   |   Short Inspirational Quotes   |   Short Graduation Quotes   |   Short Positive   |   Positive    |   Words of Encouragement  |   Motherhood

Motivational Words for Success
These motivational words for success are examples and experiences of others that have found what has worked and not worked! Their determination and will to learn has brought them success.
 
A lack of motivation is the number one killer of success. Philip Vang, Master Learning Box: You Are Smart

Ambition may be the vehicle to motivate you to great success, or it may plunge you to dreadful depths. Clearly this is a matter to have under control before beginning any great transition in life. Dr Shelton Smith, Autobiography of ambition

Boredom is telling you to pay attention to the world. Manoush Zomorodi, Spark

Pull yourself together, go down the mountain, and don't let the rain hold you back.

Instead of seeing your introvert qualities as your biggest flaws, consider that they may actually be your biggest strengths. Holley Gerth, The Powerful Purpose of Introverts

"If you don't love something, you're not going to go the extra mile, work the extra weekend, challenge the status quo as much." Steve Jobs

Being apprehensive about a new experience is natural and even expected, but exhilaration often follows. Dean Gualco, Making a Difference

The more you succeed in seeking out the pleasant aspects of meditation, the more motivated you'll be and the more you will look forward to practicing. Mathew Immurgut, The Mind Illuminated

Passion and perseverance, it turns out, matter more than talent or intelligence when it comes to being successful. Linda Kaplan Thaler, Grit to Great

 
... resilient people are able to derive meaning from failure, and they use this knowledge to climb higher than they otherwise would. Karen Reivich, The Resilience Factor

In increasing your motivation, it's often helpful to clarify what you want for the future. If you know your desired outcome, that positive vision of the future can give you the energy that spurs you along on your journey to success." James Adler

Once you learn how to focus on the most important goals in your life, it becomes much easier to develop the strategies and the skills needed to accomplish them, and to see them become a reality. David James, Focus: The Key to Success

Confidence is the belief that you can accomplish something successfully and that you have the resources to do it.  Rhonda Cohen, Sport Psychology

"Anyone can launch a new company, but it takes patience, hard work, and commitment to make any new project a success." Warren Philip Gates, Success and the Powerful Introvert

 
Believe in yourself! Have faith in your abilities! Without a humble but reasonable confidence in your own powers you cannot be successful or happy. Norman Vincent Peale

Music can inspire creativity ... whether it triggers a subtle tap of our foot, a clap of our hands, or a dance involving our whole body, music physically moves us. Quite simply, music is transformational. Brett Blumenthal, 52 Small Changes for the Mind

Creating any habit can be exciting if you treat it with adventure and innovation. Aliya Saige, 100 Daily Blessings

Without the confidence to act, few will venture down a new path, no matter how clear the road map. W. Chan Kim, Blue Ocean Shift

Aversion to failure motivates us to take necessary precautions and to work harder to achieve success. By contrast, intense fear of failure often handicaps us, making us reject failure so vigorously that we cannot take the risks that are necessary for growth. Tal Ben-Shahar, Being Happy

 
With the right attitudes and a bit of practice, we can learn to harness the power of patience in our lives... M. J. Ryan, The Power of Patience

The only true measure of success is the ratio between what we might have done and what we might have been on the one hand, and the thing we have made of ourselves on the other. H. G. Wells

If we were motivated by money, we would have sold the company a long time ago and ended up on a beach. Larry Page

Setting goals allows you to have drive and motivation and is where a lot of your hard work will pay off. Denzel J. Wellington, Goal Setting

As a coach, you have to be the first one to believe that the person you are coaching has the potential to be great. You have to be an outstanding motivating force. Brad Peterson, Coaching

 
Remember, it is not about the absence of the fear but the courage to take action anyway that determines success. Madyson Taylor

Choosing our own aims and seeking to bring them to fruition creates a sense of vitality and motivation in life. Brendon Burchard, The Motivation Manifesto

Rather than make mountains out of molehills, I've discovered that it's best to tackle any challenge one step at a time - even when it seems there may be one too many rocks in our backpack. Catherine DeVrye, The Gift of Nature

see also: Success Quotes   |   Successful    |   Life    |   Success Poem   |   Poems about Life   |   Meditation

Funny Motivational Quotes To Make You Smile
While these are funny they are also motivational and we can all use a smile!
 
As you ramble through life, whatever be your goal; keep your eye upon the doughnut, and not upon the hole. Irish Saying

Our work as citizens is a lot like housework: It never ends. We can either wring our hands in despair or use them to roll up our shirtsleeves and try to find new ways to make a difference. Pat Schroeder

The reason why people give up so fast is because they tend to look at how far they still have to go, instead of how far they have come. Nicky Gumbel

Like the first crocus stubbornly blooming amidst the winter snow, may you be blessed with determination. Joanne Kaattari, Sister Soups

 
Striving for success without hard work is like trying to harvest where you haven't planted. David Bly

Over the years, I have discovered that there are two groups of people: those who are ready to work for change and those who want a quick fix. Ben Bernstein, Stressed Out!

If you're ever feeling unmotivated, just put on your tennis shoes and tie them up. Doing this sets you into motion! Gabi Garcia, Lazy Ninja

None of us gets up in the morning and says, "You know, today I really want to do worse than I did yesterday!" Joel Osteen, Daily Readings from Become a Better You

 
Much like yawning, no one can withstand the sight or sound of another's laughter without succumbing to the impulse himself. Clayton Geoffreys, How to be Witty

If there is a day you have eaten until you were full; if there is a time of joy you can recall; if you have escaped even once the clutches of death; if you can remember one or all of the above, then you have something to be grateful for. Iyanla Vanzant, Until Today!
see also: Funny Quotes  |   Funny Quotes about Life  |   Cute   |   Cute Life Quotes  |   Smile   |   Irish Quotes and Sayings  |   Funny Poems  |  
Famous Motivational Quotes
Let these motivational words from these famous people encourage you! Their success and how they think can benefit us all!

It's not how much you have that makes people look up to you, it's who you are. Elvis Presley

True humility is not thinking less of yourself; it is thinking of yourself less. C. S. Lewis

To watch the corn grow, or the blossoms set; to draw hard breath over the plough or spade; to read, to think, to love, to pray, are the things that make men happy. John Ruskin

 
Albert Einstein

Sometimes it's wiser to be right in silence. Maya Angelou, The Heart of a Woman

Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system. Elllen DeGeneres

You can't just sit around. Don't expect anybody to come and hand you anything. It doesn't work that way. Michelle Obama

That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful. Edgar Allan Poe

 
 Confucius

Trust turns rejection, abandonment, disappointment, and loneliness into motivations rather than a deterrents. Iyanla Vanzant, Trust: Mastering the Four Essential Trusts

May your choices reflect your hopes not your fears. Nelson Mandela

The question is not, 'Do you have a problem?' The question is, 'Does the problem have you?' Joel Osteen

 
Oprah Winfrey

Time and money spent in helping people to do more for themselves is far better than mere giving. Henry Ford

People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing - that's why we recommend it daily. Zig Ziglar

Enthusiasm is the dynamic motivator that keeps one persistently working toward his goal. Dr. Norman Vincent Peale, Enthusiasm Makes the Difference

When people have that kind of motivation, when obstacles are not a factor, when only the dream matters, they MAKE things happen.
Les Brown

We realized that motivation (inspiration to action) is like a fire: the flames will be extinguished unless the fire is refueled. W. Clement Stone

 
 Tony Robbins

"Failing is a judgment that we humans place on a given action. Rather than judgment, substitute this attitude: You cannot fail, you can only produce results." Wayne Dyer, Wisdom of the Ages

"There's only one way to succeed in anything, and that is to give it everything. I do, and I demand that my players do." 
Selling is the art of planting in the mind of another a motive that will induce favorable action. 

Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together. 

If we can understand more about dogs, what motivates them, what their values are, how they learn and why they do what they do, then this greater understanding will help us form a more enjoyable relationship with them. 

I'm interested in making a path instead of following a trail.

People can foresee the future only when it coincides with their own wishes, and the most grossly obvious facts can be ignored when they are unwelcome. 

The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be. 
           Qoute to Motivate and Encourage

Octubre 22 de 1899 

"Bueno por dónde empezar , Todo se fue a la puta mierda , el robo al banco se fue al carajo los putos pinkerton junto con la policía aparecieron de la nada y  joder mataron a Hosea maldita sea fue el maldito bastardo de Milton el cabron que nos lleva persiguiendo desde Clements point o incluso antes , volamos una pared del banco eh intentamos escapar por los tejados pero desafortunadamente capturaron a Nick y a John y cuándo íbamos a escapar , maldita sea los hijos de perra mataron al pobre Lenny , Arthur Mato a los bastardos y corrió a socorrer a Lenny pero ya era demasiado tarde , logramos evadirlos y nos escondimos en un edificio abandonado hasta la noche , ya que Dutch tuvo la idea de colarnos en un barco y bueno lo logramos , pero como la suerte es una perra con nosotros el barco náufrago y la mitad del dinero acabo en el fondo del océano y nosotros acabamos en un isla al este ( o era al norte?) De cuba la isla se llamaba Guarma y apenas me reencontré con los demás nos atrapo la milicia local pero al menos fuimos rescatados por un sujeto llamado Hercule (lástima Javier no tuvo tanta suerte ya que un disparo le dió en la pierna y fue capturado) luego de ayudar a Hercule (y rescatar a Javier) nos enfrentamos al Hijo de perra que dirigía Guarma , Alberto Fussar luego de matarlo (de un cañonazo por parte de Arthur) pudimos finalmente escapar y volver a lemoyne (joder está es la idea más jodida que Dutch a tenido) , como sea fui a Shady Bell a ver si había alguien allí pero no había nadie , luego de buscar ví una carta de "Caroline" dirigida a Tacitus Kilgore y gracias a esa carta pude encontrar el lugar donde se encontraban ahora y bueno aquí estoy bebiendo una taza de café mientras escribo de nuevo en mi diario después de tantas semanas en ese infierno de Guarma" 
D.E.P HOSEA 
D.E.P LENNY 

Octubre 23 de 1899 

" Una vez más todo se jodió , poco después de que llegara yo al campamento , llegó Arthur y después de el Dutch junto con Bill , la alegría duro poco ya que el hijo de perra de Milton apareció con casi un ejército de pinkertons pudimos sobrevivir (por los pelos) Arthur masacro a la mayoría con una ametralladora maxim ,Al parecer sadie y Arthur planean sacar a John de la cárcel , creo que acompañaré a Arthur a ver a sadie a Saint Denis" 

Octubre 24 de 1899 

"Empiezo a creer que nuestra condena finalmente está llegando , cuando fui con Arthur a ver sadie , empezó a toser descontroladamente , así que como pude lo lleve al doctor y cuando salio y me dijo que le pasaba no pude o simplemente no quise creerlo , Arthur Morgan , mi mejor amigo tenía tuberculosis y se estaba muriendo a causa de eso , no supe que pensar y me desplome simplemente creía que era una broma pero no , no lo es tarde o temprano perderé a mi mejor amigo , maldita sea todo se está llendo al carajo" 

Octubre 24 de 1899 2:34 pm 

"Decidí volver al campamento necesitaba despejar mi mente después de saber que Arthur se está muriendo cuando llegue me percate de 2 personas que no conocía , Mary-beth me dijo que eran 2 miembros que se unieron durante nuestra estancia en Guarma , eran una chica llamada Clara (al parecer viene de México al igual que Javier) y un hombre llamado Leonel ambos habían Sido atrapados por los saqueadores de lemoyne y sadie los rescató por lo visto Clara se volvió amiga de celeste y pareja del tonto de Ford ( al menos a él le salen mejor las cosas) salí a dar un paseo con celeste para poder relajarme y ella me llevo a dónde estaban las tumbas de Hosea y Lenny , tengo que admitirlo algo dentro de mi se quebró al ver esas 2 tumbas , Hosea era como un padre para mí (más de lo que es Dutch) y lo apreciaba mucho y Lenny , Lenny era alguien que no merecía acabar así , al menos no tan pronto , ojalá que podais encontrar la paz donde sea que estéis" 

Octubre 24 de 1899 5:22 pm 

"Mientras cabalgaba de regreso al campamento me encontré una vez más con el viejo ciego , a este punto no se si me interesa mi futuro pero aún así le di un par de monedas y me dijo: "hay veces en las que el más cercano a ti puede producir tu fin" ya prefiero no buscarle un significado a sus palabras" 

Octubre 24 de 1899 19:34 pm 

"Ahora vamos a buscar un nuevo campamento , Dutch le pidió a Arthur que fuera a ver un lugar cerca de Butchers Creek y yo me ofrecí a acompañarlo y también llevamos a charles con nosotros , yo voy cabalgando a Butchers Creek ya que Arthur y Charles van en una canoa , 
Escribiré cuando lleguemos al lugar"

"a veces la persona en la que más confías puede ser la que cause tu final" 




(Está historia narra algunos de los sucesos de Red Dead Redemptiom 2 desde el punto de vista de un personaje creado por mi)

nota: Red Dead Redemption 2 y sus personajes son propiedad de rockstar games

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