Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead.
To keep oneself safe does not mean to bury oneself.
Success is buried on the other side of frustration.
Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame.
Don't go to summer camp. Bury your parents in the backyard and have the place to yourself.
My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery --always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?
Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.
The buried talent is the sunken rock on which most lives strike and founder.
When you're unhappy, I guess everything in the world - reading, eating, sleeping - has something buried somewhere inside it that just makes you unhappier.
The more intensely we feel about an idea or a goal, the more assuredly the idea, buried deep in our subconscious, will direct us along the path to its fulfillment.
Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy, Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!