Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
Alicia KeysRead
What breaks my heart is suffering of any kind. Too often, our world is divisive and cruel where it needs to be uniting and loving.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep empathy for the suffering in the world and a desire for unity and love instead of division and cruelty.
Alicia Keys reflects on the pain caused by suffering in the world and emphasizes the need for compassion and unity among people. She laments that, too often, society is marked by division and cruelty, when it should instead cultivate love and connection, pointing to the collective responsibility to address suffering and foster an environment of support and togetherness.
In practice
In a speech advocating for mental health awareness, one could say, 'What breaks my heart is the suffering of any kind, as Alicia Keys eloquently described.'
Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
I always want to stay focused on who I am, even as I'm discovering who I am.
Failure isn't an option. I've erased the word fear from my vocabulary and I think when you erase fear you can't fail.
Everything you want to be, you already are. You're simply on the path to discovering it.
I'm a very positive person, but this whole concept of having to always be nice, always smiling, always happy, that's not real. It was like I was wearing a mask. I was becoming this perfectly chiselled sculpture, and that was bad. That took a long time to understand.
Iβve found that the best life has to offer is right in front of me, with my husband and child
God's love is unbounded. It has no limits.
And when I talk about love, I'm talking about something that's great, though, brother. I'm talking about something that will sustain you.
I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them--with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself.
And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again.
He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.
What is important is how well we love. God will make our _x000D_ love fruitful, whether we see that fruitfulness or not.
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