Optimism is the equivalent of cowardice, he says.
Yet I respond, No, my dear pragmatist, optimism is the tool of the brave-
Realism is the cover of the not-strong-enough-to-face-divinity.
I lost any optimism I had years ago. It’s kind of hard to stay positive when there’s no real proof that being so will change anything that happens in your miserable life. You can call me jaded or bitter, but that’s my reality.
Optimism is not one of my strong suits. If anything I would have to say I am a champion of pessimism. How terrible is that? I’m not quite sure I am to optimistic about this fact myself.
I’m terribly pessimistic. I don’t know why, but I don’t question it either. Every phone call I receive, the thought of my cancer-ridden father suddenly taking a turn for the worst, crosses my mind. But then I remember that there are people out there who are in fear for their lives and the lives of those they love, on a day to day basis. I look at my life and think, “hey, maybe I don’t have it so bad.” It is in those moments that I choose optimism.
optimistic
be happy always be happy
no matter what
it is what you need
Optimism is the only thing that can truly make your life as good as you want it
otherwise you’re just left out in the cold to fight your own battles and rage your never ending war with yourself
alone we are without optimism.
hm, i keep getting this optimism thing. Right now I do need optimism because I have a paper I need to write and I am afraid I will not be able to finish it. It is due tomorrow and I need to get it finished. I’ll be able to do this though, so that’s great :D
Many people see optimism when they look at you. A bright spirit full of happiness and hope. That’s not what I see at all. I see through the innocent mask you wear and I know your heart to be a lie. I know your optimism isn’t optimism at all, only optimistically-presented insecurity, insecurity and foolishness.
The murderess was quite optimistic about her dastardly plans. She’d procured the best odorless and tasteless poison that could be bought and made the most exquisite banquet the homeless shelter had seen yet. She inhaled the warm slice of apple pie she handed to pregnant woman.
“You know this apple pie is just killer,” the murderess giggled. The murderess was the kind of gal who viewed the glass half-full. These were mercy killings not drive-bys.
i wish i had more optimism. i’m working on it, really. but small set backs throw me for a loop and i’m back to being convinced on some level that the universe has it out for me personally. but i’m tryign to see the blessings, trying to see the lessons and not just the frustrations.
Andrew tore down the road in his Cooper Mini, knowing the police would never catch him. When they pulled him out of the twisted rubble, he got on his broken legs and started to run, they would never capture him. As they pounded him with their billy clubs, he smiled, knowing his good nature would endear him to them. As he picked up his teeth with his mangled fingers and began to reconsider the optimism recommended by his therapist.
she wasn’t considered an optimist or a pessimist she was just who she was. most just called her a realist but she wasn’t quite sure that was it either. not that she was a big fan of labels but she new that there had to be some category that she belonged in. her views on life were definitely something to be considered if you weren’t afraid to approach such a style of thinking. mostly she was just honest and blunt there was no skipping detail no dancing around a subject to make some one feel better she told it how it was and how it should be. it was the kind of thing you either respected or hated but not many liked her for it.
optimism is ignorance. there is no amount of good in the world that can convince me that the bad is bearable. optimism is ignoring the reality of the world. optimism is naivete veiled in gum drops and rainbows. optimism is for the privileged and wealthy, the sheltered and inexperienced. optimism is dangerous.
Not everybody have the energy to light up the world with their optimism. Even the littlest bit of optimism can flicker a light to shine the whole world, because optimism is contagious.
a leap of faith or a leap into the abyss. we all do it, make this choice. belief is universal. optimism and cynicism are not so different from each other. both destroy and create. both can be cruel or empowering. and counter-intuitively, they are often simultaneous like the strictly religious who live by a narrow code of conduct, who believe in a world of progressive good, and desperately work at avoiding iniquity as if it was a dark shadow ever grasping at their coattails.
glass half full, myself, and now the sky is following me . not necessarily happy, just hopeful the the future is bright. or at least doable. you can overcome anything.
being happy. thinking positively should be all of the time. I think everyone should be this way. I tend to be optimistic often. I know people who are not and I do not like this. I think looking on the bright side makes you live longer.
Optimism. A guilty pleasure. Something that is often too good to be true. Optimistic to a fault. A hopeful romantic. I’m that bright ray of sunshine when you walk into a dark room, or at least I pretend to be. Looking at the glass always half full, even when it is completely empty.
Does everyone have it? I think so, lodged deep down inside our hearts somewhere. Some people just have to dig harder to find it, to discover that half-full glass… and to drink it down with relish, an elixr for new life.
Most people don’t have it in this day and age. Seriously.
To find something positive in every situation, conversation, event, it’s tiring. And takes skill.
But it can change people’s lives in ways they never thought could happen. And for that it’s worth it.
when i am feeling down, i stop to think of the many times i have succeeded and tell myself no matter what this too shall pass. so i take a deep breath and make it a go and it works
if she tasted optimism, she would taste orange juice. sweet and succulent, wanting more. always leaving her happy in this sad world. always giving her color in the dull gray world. optimism will always be there for her to hold on to.
Optimism is a wonderful thing. People everywhere want to know how to obtain the ever-elusive substance. It can build tall buildings, it can make people fly. Just don’t take too much of it. Those who have taken too much optimism have wound up in terrible places. There are several dented cabs downtown New York where overly optimistic people wound up after a long fall.
I didn’t have a lot of optimism when I finally told my ex boyfriend I would try a long distance relationship with him, because I didn’t feel ready for it. But now I seem to have had a change of heart because I’ve seen how dedicated he is to me and the passion that dwells in his heart. I’m going to try it, and see how it goes. He can be my penguin once more, but I don’t know where that will lead us.
Optimisim is easy when you’re happy. It’s hard when you’re tired and alone and confused and the world seems dark. I’m optimistic, but it’s a tiny ray of hope shining in the darkness. I’m hoping beyond all hope, but I’m sane enough to know, it will probably all go wrong.
be happy always. With whoever you want. With wherever you chose. Be happy even with you sadness. Always true. Always faithful. Always you. Doesn’t matter when, doesn’t matter where.
Optimism is something I don’t come by readily. I’ve grown so used to the jagged rocks post tumbles from precipices that I expect nothing less. When I am treated to an outcome of alternate nature I’m pleasantly surprised! Those who are saddled with tending to my burial know that my epitaph should read “Nothing is EVER easy”.
It was something that just fell off of him in waves. She admired him for it, even if it was annoying at times, but she loved that he was always in high spirits. It helped her to focus so much more, and it gave her something to believe in– even when she couldn’t believe in anything else. She could believe in HIM.
Optimism. Thinking about the positive. Ignoring the negative. Sounds easier than it is. Our lives are clouded with negative feelings, negative events, negative people. Wouldn’t life be better if we were all optimists? Pessimists bring everyone down.
be positive. have a good outlook on life. the way you think is the way things turn out. there is always room for improvement and you should look forward to the best. look for the best in people, too. not the worst.
the irony of the word
today after a pessimistic meeting with my mother and those who shall reman unmanned, i was given the title of clinically depressed. say i dont have an “optimistic out look on life” well there is a shocker.
I’ve never been called an optimist. I don’t think I’m all too pessimistic, just a realist. Plain and simple. I like to way out all the options, analyze them, live them in my imagination. All before making a simple decision.
Optimism is something more people need to have. The ability to see things for what they could become, and what positive things can come out of a situation, rather than just the negatives. The penchant for seeing lovely things in life, and not making a big deal of the unpleasant ones. Seeing beauty is what makes life beautiful. Beauty reminds us that God loves us.
Optimism is the equivalent of cowardice, he says.
Yet I respond, No, my dear pragmatist, optimism is the tool of the brave-
Realism is the cover of the not-strong-enough-to-face-divinity.
I lost any optimism I had years ago. It’s kind of hard to stay positive when there’s no real proof that being so will change anything that happens in your miserable life. You can call me jaded or bitter, but that’s my reality.
Optimism is not one of my strong suits. If anything I would have to say I am a champion of pessimism. How terrible is that? I’m not quite sure I am to optimistic about this fact myself.
I’m terribly pessimistic. I don’t know why, but I don’t question it either. Every phone call I receive, the thought of my cancer-ridden father suddenly taking a turn for the worst, crosses my mind. But then I remember that there are people out there who are in fear for their lives and the lives of those they love, on a day to day basis. I look at my life and think, “hey, maybe I don’t have it so bad.” It is in those moments that I choose optimism.
optimistic
be happy always be happy
no matter what
it is what you need
Optimism is the only thing that can truly make your life as good as you want it
otherwise you’re just left out in the cold to fight your own battles and rage your never ending war with yourself
alone we are without optimism.
hm, i keep getting this optimism thing. Right now I do need optimism because I have a paper I need to write and I am afraid I will not be able to finish it. It is due tomorrow and I need to get it finished. I’ll be able to do this though, so that’s great :D
Many people see optimism when they look at you. A bright spirit full of happiness and hope. That’s not what I see at all. I see through the innocent mask you wear and I know your heart to be a lie. I know your optimism isn’t optimism at all, only optimistically-presented insecurity, insecurity and foolishness.
happiness
hope
stuff
i don’t know
yay!
good stuff
and blah
and yay!
opt eyes
good
totally cool
what people should do
no negativity
yay!
Keep some optimism in your optimal pocket.
The murderess was quite optimistic about her dastardly plans. She’d procured the best odorless and tasteless poison that could be bought and made the most exquisite banquet the homeless shelter had seen yet. She inhaled the warm slice of apple pie she handed to pregnant woman.
“You know this apple pie is just killer,” the murderess giggled. The murderess was the kind of gal who viewed the glass half-full. These were mercy killings not drive-bys.
i wish i had more optimism. i’m working on it, really. but small set backs throw me for a loop and i’m back to being convinced on some level that the universe has it out for me personally. but i’m tryign to see the blessings, trying to see the lessons and not just the frustrations.
Andrew tore down the road in his Cooper Mini, knowing the police would never catch him. When they pulled him out of the twisted rubble, he got on his broken legs and started to run, they would never capture him. As they pounded him with their billy clubs, he smiled, knowing his good nature would endear him to them. As he picked up his teeth with his mangled fingers and began to reconsider the optimism recommended by his therapist.
she wasn’t considered an optimist or a pessimist she was just who she was. most just called her a realist but she wasn’t quite sure that was it either. not that she was a big fan of labels but she new that there had to be some category that she belonged in. her views on life were definitely something to be considered if you weren’t afraid to approach such a style of thinking. mostly she was just honest and blunt there was no skipping detail no dancing around a subject to make some one feel better she told it how it was and how it should be. it was the kind of thing you either respected or hated but not many liked her for it.
optimism is ignorance. there is no amount of good in the world that can convince me that the bad is bearable. optimism is ignoring the reality of the world. optimism is naivete veiled in gum drops and rainbows. optimism is for the privileged and wealthy, the sheltered and inexperienced. optimism is dangerous.
Not everybody have the energy to light up the world with their optimism. Even the littlest bit of optimism can flicker a light to shine the whole world, because optimism is contagious.
a leap of faith or a leap into the abyss. we all do it, make this choice. belief is universal. optimism and cynicism are not so different from each other. both destroy and create. both can be cruel or empowering. and counter-intuitively, they are often simultaneous like the strictly religious who live by a narrow code of conduct, who believe in a world of progressive good, and desperately work at avoiding iniquity as if it was a dark shadow ever grasping at their coattails.
I take my optimism for granted. I think I can claim credit for it. Then I speak to my brother and I see I am very lucky to be such a positive person.
glass half full, myself, and now the sky is following me . not necessarily happy, just hopeful the the future is bright. or at least doable. you can overcome anything.
being happy. thinking positively should be all of the time. I think everyone should be this way. I tend to be optimistic often. I know people who are not and I do not like this. I think looking on the bright side makes you live longer.
Optimism. A guilty pleasure. Something that is often too good to be true. Optimistic to a fault. A hopeful romantic. I’m that bright ray of sunshine when you walk into a dark room, or at least I pretend to be. Looking at the glass always half full, even when it is completely empty.
Optimism is as necessary as oxygen. Times get tough, hopes fade, wills dissolve, but optimism kicks in and gets everything back in order.
Does everyone have it? I think so, lodged deep down inside our hearts somewhere. Some people just have to dig harder to find it, to discover that half-full glass… and to drink it down with relish, an elixr for new life.
Most people don’t have it in this day and age. Seriously.
To find something positive in every situation, conversation, event, it’s tiring. And takes skill.
But it can change people’s lives in ways they never thought could happen. And for that it’s worth it.
when i am feeling down, i stop to think of the many times i have succeeded and tell myself no matter what this too shall pass. so i take a deep breath and make it a go and it works
if she tasted optimism, she would taste orange juice. sweet and succulent, wanting more. always leaving her happy in this sad world. always giving her color in the dull gray world. optimism will always be there for her to hold on to.
Optimism is a wonderful thing. People everywhere want to know how to obtain the ever-elusive substance. It can build tall buildings, it can make people fly. Just don’t take too much of it. Those who have taken too much optimism have wound up in terrible places. There are several dented cabs downtown New York where overly optimistic people wound up after a long fall.
She did not believe that she would ever become an attorney but her father always
Had optimism that she would accomplish any thing she sent out to do.
You can’t let things get to you. Look ahead; no one is after you. You’ll get what you deserve.
I didn’t have a lot of optimism when I finally told my ex boyfriend I would try a long distance relationship with him, because I didn’t feel ready for it. But now I seem to have had a change of heart because I’ve seen how dedicated he is to me and the passion that dwells in his heart. I’m going to try it, and see how it goes. He can be my penguin once more, but I don’t know where that will lead us.
Optimisim is easy when you’re happy. It’s hard when you’re tired and alone and confused and the world seems dark. I’m optimistic, but it’s a tiny ray of hope shining in the darkness. I’m hoping beyond all hope, but I’m sane enough to know, it will probably all go wrong.
be happy always. With whoever you want. With wherever you chose. Be happy even with you sadness. Always true. Always faithful. Always you. Doesn’t matter when, doesn’t matter where.
Optimism is something I don’t come by readily. I’ve grown so used to the jagged rocks post tumbles from precipices that I expect nothing less. When I am treated to an outcome of alternate nature I’m pleasantly surprised! Those who are saddled with tending to my burial know that my epitaph should read “Nothing is EVER easy”.
Optimism eluded her. Nights spent alone and awake the forces caught up with her and dragged her down.
optimism is good! it makes everyone happy. so yeah. it’s good. I don’t really know what to say. I, as Ruby TwAdt, have very much optimism. Yeaaah.
It was something that just fell off of him in waves. She admired him for it, even if it was annoying at times, but she loved that he was always in high spirits. It helped her to focus so much more, and it gave her something to believe in– even when she couldn’t believe in anything else. She could believe in HIM.
Optimism. Thinking about the positive. Ignoring the negative. Sounds easier than it is. Our lives are clouded with negative feelings, negative events, negative people. Wouldn’t life be better if we were all optimists? Pessimists bring everyone down.
be positive. have a good outlook on life. the way you think is the way things turn out. there is always room for improvement and you should look forward to the best. look for the best in people, too. not the worst.
the irony of the word
today after a pessimistic meeting with my mother and those who shall reman unmanned, i was given the title of clinically depressed. say i dont have an “optimistic out look on life” well there is a shocker.
I’ve never been called an optimist. I don’t think I’m all too pessimistic, just a realist. Plain and simple. I like to way out all the options, analyze them, live them in my imagination. All before making a simple decision.
Optimism is something more people need to have. The ability to see things for what they could become, and what positive things can come out of a situation, rather than just the negatives. The penchant for seeing lovely things in life, and not making a big deal of the unpleasant ones. Seeing beauty is what makes life beautiful. Beauty reminds us that God loves us.