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The Mind of  W. Kite

 Thoughts Book #6

 

 By W. L. Kite

 

 

 

We should remember that not all of the young do stupid things, and that the ones that do, have a lot of company in many of the older.

 

Have you ever had that feeling down deep inside, that there are things that are not over?

 

A chance is something that is worthless unless it is taken.

 

Losing is never good, but it is better than never having a chance to win.

 

Some times there just are not words to convey what you really want to say and that is why it is not always possible to make others understand what you really mean.

 

Who is the wiser, one who knows what he fears, or one who fears what he knows.

 

When you set out to buy time, you soon find that the price is high, very high.

 

The questions keep coming, even when the answers do not.

 

At times the mind is clouded with thoughts of things long in the past.

 

The trouble with bucket seats is that everyone has a different size bucket.

 

One who takes a part of your heart with them when they leave your life is not a thief, if you gave it to them willingly.

 

Love can drive you to many things; it can also leave you stranded in the middle of nowhere.

 

There are those who defy age right up to the end.

 

I try to set aside a little time each day for Me, Myself, and I to all get together, just so we can all get our story straight.

 

Those who stand alone, always stand taller than others.

 

I do not know it all, but what I do know I am sure of, for I learned it the hard way.

 

Some things we learn quickly, like when to let go of some thing so hot that it burns our hands, and some things we learn slowly, like when to keep our mouths shut, and when to speak up.

 

Cry not for me, for I have done enough crying for the both of us.

 

To the children of tomorrow I say: I had faith in you even before you were born, because I had faith in your parents.

 

Young wolves hunt in packs, for the feel strength in numbers, old wolves hunt alone, for they feel safety in what age has taught them, and confidence in their ability to be successful on their own.

 

An old warrior fears not the battle, only the day when there will be no battles left to fight.

 

It is not the battle that a warrior loves, but the chance to once more cheat death.

 

Some ideas spend little time inside my head, for if they are of hate, and anger I have know room for them.

 

We all need a little quiet time alone now, and then, so we can just listen to the sounds of our own thoughts.

 

I saw a dream come true once, it was a beautiful sight, and I hope to live long enough to see it happen again.

 

Strange it is indeed the things you find when you are not looking for them.

 

My faith in the young of today is reinforced by the fact that I meet more fine young people everyday.

 

You should have no fear of me, for I care more about you, than you care about yourself.

 

There seems to be no reason at all behind the fact that some people are lucky, and some are not.

 

That there is more water than land is proof of just how many tears have been shed.

 

When they start telling you about the seniors' discounts everywhere you go, you may be getting old.

 

Why is it that there are those who will believe the biggest lie, but not the smallest truth?

 

If it were up to me, you would be happy.

 

It may be late in the game, but at least the game is not over yet.

 

Some people run, before they know if they need to.

 

Love comes when you least expect it, and leaves always to soon.

 

Time moves in silence, and slips away before you know it.

 

Just because the idea was not yours, doesn’t make it a bad one.

 

I hope I can leave something behind that will let the as yet unborn of the future know that I thought of them often while I was alive.

 

Another light in my life grows dim, and will soon be gone forever.

 

Those who fear too much are doomed to failure, and those who fear nothing are headed for disaster.

 

I will listen to what is on your mind, if you will listen to what is in my heart.

 

The only things frozen in time are the dead.

 

If you think no one cars, you are wrong, I care.

 

The right words are there, they just have not been spoken yet.

 

If you follow me, you will pass through the valley of sorrow many times.

 

If only one could write death out of the script of life.

 

When you make yourself a target, you must know that you will be shot at often.

 

It was easier when I did not care as much, but it was not better.

 

Many seek the truth, few will ever find it, and of those that do find it fewer yet will ever understand it fully.

 

The truth never hurts anyone, as long as they do not find it out.

 

In the pursuit of my dreams there is no bridge to far.

 

Death awaits us all, some sooner than others.

 

In the shadow of death, new life waits to be born.

 

It is easy to say you care, but much harder to prove it.

 

That death waits for all of us is a fact; that we all fear death is not.

 

The wind whispers things to me, things it does not tell everyone.

 

I try not to cause others pain, for we have all had more than enough of that.

 

The right time is always now when it comes to saying what is in your heart.

 

Just how far is to far, and do you really want to know?

 

Nothing good ever grows from a bad seed.

 

A smile is all I ask for what I do, if you find a better deal, take it.

 

Love is meant to be shared; it is worthless if it is not.

 

If a dream is to survive in the light of day, the dreamer must learn to live the dream.

 

We sometimes find that when it is over the fear of it was worse than the thing itself.

 

The journey of life takes us from point B to point D.

 

There are times when my train of thought stops short of the station.

 

Love knows not rhyme, reason, nor rule, it knows only that it is.

 

For love, some would kill, while others would be willing to die for love.

 

I often wonder how many of those I see on life’s highway are headed somewhere, and how many others are running away from some place.

 

A real friend will tell you when you are making an ass of yourself, and if you are their real friend you will thank them.

 

The only real way home is through deaths door.

 

The rules of love have never changed, for there were never were any rule to love.

 

A boy becomes a man only when his heart is broken for the first time.

 

A man becomes an old man when his heart is broken for the last time.

 

If heartbreaks were fatal, few would live beyond their teens.

 

When two of a kind meet, there is no telling what might happen.

 

If life were easy, what would be the point of it?

 

It is not my fault you don’t like me ... I have tried my best.

 

We come into life with nothing, how can we leave with any less?

 

Even when there is only one way of doing something wrong, there always seems to be someone who will try that way first.

 

Just because a line has been crossed once, it does not mean that it is no longer there.     

 

In life you will find doors that open outward, and you will find some that open inward.

 

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