UNQUOTABLE QUOTES :-)

"when everything's seems t0 be unfair
when all that y0u do is not appreciated



i'LL take y0ur hand,wipe away y0ur tears
take y0u for a waLk and remind y0u
h0w speciaL y0u are...



if n0t for them,


FOR ME "

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
Martin Luther King Jr.

Abraham Lincoln
Always bear in mind that your own resolution to success is more important than any other one thing.

Vince Lambardi
The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will.

Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.
Mother Teresa

hmm nice quotes

Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when somebody
bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?

There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left
unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled.

In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go feel not the
pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a
love that was.

At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but
that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but
change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even
knowing why. And we must forget not because we have to but because we have to.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every
song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every
breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems
you feel lonely and empty without the other.

I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time
heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories end with "...and they live
happily ever after."

Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for
others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's
something we can't control, something we had to live up.

It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will
be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled. Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.

supermoderator wrote:
Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when somebody
bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?

There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left
unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled.

In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go feel not the
pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a
love that was.

At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but
that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but
change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even
knowing why. And we must forget not because we have to but because we have to.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every
song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every
breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems
you feel lonely and empty without the other.

I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time
heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories end with "...and they live
happily ever after."

Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for
others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's
something we can't control, something we had to live up.

It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will
be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled. Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.

"The affections are like lightning: you cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen."

- Jean Baptiste Lacordaire

Admin wrote:Whatta Quote...
Very nice thread... Hope everyone is enjoying here in CYBERBUX... Stay Cool and Relaxed...

hey admin,thanks for the appreciation

i actually started this thread for those cyberbuddies who may will be inspired at all time by

reading those quotes

hope every0ne will participate to post their inspiring pieces of quotes and articles too

d0n't cry because it's over....


smiLe because it's happened...

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

said by Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend."

The future depends on what we do in the present. - Mahatma Gandhi

"What chance gathers she easily scatters. A great person attracts great people and knows how to hold them together. "
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

“I remind myself every morning Nothing I say this day will teach me anything. So if I'm going to learn, I must do it by listening.”
Larry King

If the glove doesn't fit you must acquitted. johnny cochran....lol

Life is like a box of chocolate, you just don't know what you gonna get...
So, sit back and get ready. Life is going to take you on one heck of a ride...

"If a man does his best, what else is there?"
- General George S. Patton (1885-1945)

Let me go baby ..
its over this time is real
am leaving am ending this love story
am starting my new life ..
this time ill be a strong women
my decision wont be changed am sure yeah am sure
goodbye my lover you had your chance
leave me alone am going away
am leaving far away to a place where you will hear nothing about me
am not that little girl anymore i have changed
am stronger now i can live my life without u now
Please am done let me go and I Promise am not coming back again
Goodbye my love

Lost in my misery of sorrow and hate

i slowly sit and await my terrible fate

for you Broke my heart

and you played me from the start

i thought you were different i thought you were the one but you weren't

so this marine now and will forever be done with love

One day I'll get over y0u..
One day I'll completely forget you...
One day....... You'll see....

I'll prove you all wrong..
Because I know am strong
I'll find the courage to carry on
And create my own song

y0u used to be a huge part of me
now you're nothing but a fading memory
Destiny brought us together
But it wasn't meant to last forever

Someday I'll forget, and find someone new,
Someone better than you
Someone who will treat me right
And forever be by my side

Someday you'll see that "love" isn't just a game
And realize because of you i'm not the same
When that day comes, you'll see my love for you has died
And then you'll remember all those tears that I cried
When y0u hear a sad poem or a song
You'll remember me,and say "oh God I was so wrong"...

obviously it will be too late then.....

“Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.”
John Dryden

Is writing a thing of the past. Or typing the wave of the future.

By Memg1976.