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Anything Is Possible: Thought-Provoking Quotes to Inspire Your Mind by Lorenzo Victory

Lorenzo Victory was only a child when he made the decision to live his life by caring for others. When he reached adulthood, this decision would open him up to a deeper understanding of the trials and struggles of his life.

Lorenzo was born with neurofibromatosis, an illness that resulted in tumors and nodules all over his body. As a child, this illness and its physical symptoms caused him difficulties with both adults and other children. It became his greatest obstacle early in life, following him into adulthood and eventually putting his life in jeopardy in the form of a brain tumor.

Even so, it couldn't hold him back. In Anything Is Possible, Lorenzo shares his inspiring story of success despite adversity in order to encourage others facing their own challenges. He also provides many original and inspirational positive quotes, designed to offer encouragement and motivation to anyone facing obstacles. Regardless of your circumstances, Lorenzo believes you can accomplish anything you believe you can. With confidence and motivation, anything is possible.

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ISBN-13: 9781491704714
Publisher: iUniverse, Incorporated
Publication date: 09/03/2013
Pages: 80
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.17(d)

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Anything Is Possible

Thought-Provoking Quotes to Inspire Your Mind


By Lorenzo Victory

iUniverse LLC

Copyright © 2013 Lorenzo Victory
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ISBN: 978-1-4917-0471-4



CHAPTER 1

Caring


This category and the quotes that follow are about caring. Below I share the beginning of my story. It sends a caring message followed by my quotes and thoughts that have a caring theme.

I started out caring about people early in my life. I was always able to make friends very easily and was never a selfish child. I always shared with friends and didn't mind if they didn't share back. My life started in Canada in April 1965. My parents migrated to Montreal, Canada, from Nazareth, Israel in 1963. My sister was born three years before me and was also born overseas. From the beginning, my sister and I played together daily and had a very close relationship. We often did many activities together. My father worked several jobs while my mother stayed home and took care of my sister and me. My mother would cook, clean, and take care of us while we played; we had fun hanging out with each other and with our friends. We moved to the United States in 1971 when I was six years old. My parents were sponsored by my uncle, who had moved from Nazareth first to Syracuse, New York.

Once I started going to school in New York, I met many children my age and made a lot of friends. We played outdoors a lot and always had things to keep us occupied: the playground near our apartment, a swimming pool, and a basketball court. Many of the children living in or near our apartment frequented the playground daily. We had a great time every day, and everyone mostly got along. At the time, I was unaware that there were some mean kids out there, and I didn't know anything about bullying, fighting, name-calling, or other things that I might encounter. I didn't realize that life wasn't always fun and games. Sometimes people can make life difficult—although not necessarily on purpose. I only knew happiness and that, for the most part, being a kid was fun. For the first couple of years, I thought this was the way life was for a kid in Syracuse. We went to school, had recess, went home, played, did homework, ate dinner, played more, slept, and repeated the cycle daily. The summer was even more enjoyable because we had longer days—and that meant more time to play. We didn't have any homework or many responsibilities in the summer.

After a couple of years, life—and people—started changing. I realized that some people weren't always nice and that some had a mean streak. I found that not all people were treated the same. I saw that some kids were mean to each other just because they didn't like the way other kids dressed or looked—or because they didn't like someone's hair. Some were made fun of because they were dark-skinned or too pale, or because they had red hair. Some kids made fun of other children just because they felt like it, and the worst part was that they actually seemed to enjoy it. They seemed to get satisfaction from watching other kids get sad and upset. I tried to stay away from kids like that; I avoided them. In fact, I was terrified of this type of kid. I felt it was only a matter of time before I would be the one getting picked on. I didn't know why, but I just had a feeling that soon other kids would pick on me. At the time, I didn't feel any different from any other kid—but I was short and dark-skinned, so I did my best not to draw attention to myself.

One day during recess I was looking at the face of a young African American girl when two kids were making fun of her because a bird had pooped on her arm. I was standing near her when it happened. The kids thought it was funny. They not only laughed, but they also drew attention to her by pointing and laughing; they made fun of her continuously until she cried. I distinctly remember thinking it was funny at first when the white bird poop landed on her arm, but when those kids brought her to tears, my mood suddenly shifted to empathy for her. I was only seven, but I felt horrible that she was being made fun of. She was crying because kids were laughing and pointing at her—not because the bird had pooped on her arm. Looking back, I found tremendous meaning in this. This was the start of something in my life that I knew would never end.

I cared for people. I felt empathy and sympathy for people. I carried that feeling throughout my life as a child and as an adult as well. As a young kid, I made friends with few people. I knew a lot of people and was friendly to all of them, but I made friends with only a few. It seemed that the kids I was friends with were also caring. Sometimes my friends were caring, and other times they weren't as caring as they should have been. Sometimes they would be the ones to poke fun at or pick on someone. It seemed that even the friendliest friend would poke fun at someone on occasion. Sometimes it would be that kid's turn to get picked on. I knew that most of this was horseplay and wasn't really serious bullying. That was true for the most part, but at certain times the true feelings and thoughts of some of my so-called friends would start to show. Some were not always the caring people I thought they were. This was especially true when it came to the way some treated me. I had friends whom I considered close—and mostly this was true—but on occasion even my friends would poke fun at me or lightly pick on me. Usually, it was harmless fun. At certain times, however, joking became a form of bullying. The primary reason for this was the way I looked. I was short, dark-skinned, and one of my nostrils was a little different from the other. I had light brown spots all over me. I looked "different" from the other kids. I had a hereditary disease I had been born with; I had been diagnosed with neurofibromatosis (NF type 1) at a very young age.

This is a neurological disorder that attacks your body in many ways. It begins by looking fairly innocent. Initially you develop light brown spots that resemble birthmarks on your body. Then you may start to develop small nodules or tumors all over your body. The number of tumors varies from person to person, but they can cover your whole body—including your torso, legs, arms, and face. At times, the disorder can be disfiguring. Some of these tumors are cancerous and some are benign. The nodules are connected to the nerves beneath the skin, and removing them can be troublesome or impossible; some can even grow back. There are usually few signs of these tumors until puberty. This is a genetic disease that affects approximately one in four thousand newborns.

Normally neurofibromatosis is a hereditary disorder, but my case was what they call a spontaneous mutation because no one in my family had this disease, yet I was born with it. I had early signs of this disease, but we never really knew what I had until later in my childhood. I had brown spots all over, and I was short with a larger-than-normal head. We just thought the brown spots were many birthmarks. I was an easy target for kids to tease me.

Once this disease started showing, suddenly I was the one who was teased. It was me who was getting called names—me who was getting pointed at. I was helpless as a young teen, and I didn't know what to do about it. I was a healthy teenage boy, and suddenly I had these things growing on my body. We saw doctors, but at the time they were not very knowledgeable about this disease. In fact, I had a nostril that wasn't shaped correctly; this was attributed to NF. When I was twelve, surgery was performed to correct the nostril and the end result made my nose and nostril worse. The NF returned and worsened, disfiguring my nose. When kids started making fun of me, I wasn't sure what to do about it—so I just let them. I didn't fight back. I didn't swear or run. I just took the abuse.

It wasn't just kids who stared, pointed, and made fun of me. Even adults made fun of me sometimes. Some adults would say things like, "Holy crap, what happened to your face?" Sometimes parents would tell their children, "Just don't look at him." I tried explaining my disease to people who said things. I told them that it wasn't a big deal and that it wasn't contagious, but some persisted in making fun of me or making a face with a disgusted look. Despite my answers, they continued making rude or insensitive comments. On occasion, I would get defensive and say that they couldn't handle having what I had.

I had never encountered this kind of ignorance before, so mostly I just sat there and took it. Some of these people were supposedly my friends, and some weren't. So, I did what I thought was best at the time. I built a wall up around me and became very quiet. I was bothered by this type of treatment, but I was not angry. Ironically, I did not feel the same way when a little child asked me what was wrong with my face. Or sometimes they would ask why I had bumps or mosquito bites all over my body. My answer to them was that I was born this way. Most kids would not ask further questions. Some would ask if the bumps were all over my body, and I would say "Yes." One boy asked if it hurt. I smiled and answered, "No, not really." As a young teen, I suddenly realized that the reason people made fun of me or asked me rude questions was not always because they felt like being mean. Sometimes it was because they were just curious but didn't know how to ask me about what they saw. Of course, some did it to be mean, but that was a small percentage.

I soon decided that shutting down and being quiet would not solve any problems. So I promised myself then that I would never let this disease break my mind or soul. I enjoyed being a kid. I liked people and liked having fun. I cared about people and realized that things sometimes don't go our way. I was determined to live my life and do my best, regardless of what life threw at me. I had this disorder and couldn't do anything about it; I was going to accept the fact that I had this disease. My parents always taught me to respect other people. They always said that the only thing that matters in life is family, because family will always be family. I hardly ever told my parents when kids teased or bullied me. I didn't want them feeling bad for me.

We are all born different and all look different. But we all have the same goals: to be happy, to dream, and to live out our dreams. Regardless of what I had, I decided to say, "Screw this disease—I'm living my life." I was determined to make friends, play with them, go to school, and do what every other kid did. At that very moment, I knew I was never going to pick on anyone or intentionally hurt anyone's feelings, ever. I realized there were all kinds of people in this world; we were all different yet all the same. I cared about people, and that was not going to change. Once you become a caring person, your whole attitude and demeanor toward the world changes.

CHAPTER 2

Caring Thoughts and Quotes


* I cannot stress enough the value of true caring. When you care about people, something magical happens. They change, you change, and society becomes a better place. Even better, selfishness disappears, and if you truly care about people, they become more caring toward others by example. Care in general—for all others—not just those you love. To make a difference, always care.

* Friendship—it's easy to be friends with people. It's easy to laugh with them. It's easy to hang out, eat together, and drink together. But all this is just being friends with someone.

* True friendship means sacrifice, risking one's life for the other, sincerity, and being there through good and bad times. True friendship has no prejudice and lasts until the end.

* Appreciate is probably the most underused word in the English language. Just saying that word to someone goes a long way. Telling people that you appreciate what they do does wonders for their feelings and self-esteem. People can't read your mind. If you truly appreciate what someone did, you owe it to the person to let him or her know.

* For one day, make it your goal to make five people smile. You'll be amazed at how much better your day goes. You may just make someone's bad day much better.

* If your mind is clouded, then you must have doubted that you could free yourself from everything that bothers you-anything at all. It really can be true; all you have to do is call me.

* Reach out to someone close to your heart. Before your life comes undone, let someone do his or her part.

* People who really care about you care more about making you feel better than they do about anything else in the world at that moment.

* Help the needy if you can. Your heart will tell you how and when.

* A child's mind is precious. It's honest, blunt, funny, truthful, and without prejudice. Teach children to stay this way. Show them love and honesty. Teach them not to hate. The world needs more love—not hate. Children are always honest about their opinions.

* No matter what, always try living your life caring about others, especially those close to you. Care about their feelings, their health, their future, and their well-being. Don't worry if they care about you, because if you truly care, they will care for you too. Being selfish has no place in life. Take care of yourself too, but care for others before yourself. This will help make it easier for those you care about to achieve their dreams. Just being there is a great start.

* Sometimes just knowing that someone cares about you—and that he or she worries about you and tell you that—means the world. There are many ways to do this and many ways to say this. Tell people you care. Sure, they already know you do. But telling them works wonders! It's easy; just say, "I care."

* Sometimes we do or say something that we wish we could take back. Maybe you can. Maybe you can take a step back and try again. Usually we let pride get in our way, or we don't know what to say. But don't ever let anything stand in the way of you being you. Be real, honest, and truthful—but never deceitful. Don't ever say anything bad or hurtful because it makes you feel good. Don't ever purposely hurt another's feelings. One day it might be too late to take it back. Always care, and you will never go wrong.

* A true friend will stand by you for who you are—and for no other reason.

* Why do some people seek to harm others or get joy out of spreading their anger? Why do some people allow themselves to be tormented by those people? And why is it that those people are never the ones being hurt? It's because they are tormented by themselves. They have been hurt, they usually don't like themselves, and they don't know how to treat others or how to behave. It's because they have never been loved, and no one has ever cared about them or taught them how to care. Care for other people and keep the cycle going.

* Try to be a good person. Try to be kind, funny, and caring. Try to feel and to be understanding. Try to be a good friend. Don't ever stop trying—ever.

* When you're not loved, you wither and die. Love someone, and you will save two lives.

* When a friend is in need, you don't have to be told. You can feel it. Be there for your friend, no matter what. Just listening and being there could make all the difference.

* Care for me and I'll care for you. It's that simple.

* Be the best. Be the best child. Be the best sibling. Be the best parent. Be the best uncle or aunt. Be the best relative. Be the best friend anyone could have. No matter what is going on in your life, you should always strive to be the best you can be.

* Struggle: All of us endure struggles and hardships sometimes. We may be able to handle it ourselves, or we may be lucky enough to have people in our lives to lean on. Others may not be able to handle struggle and may not have anyone to turn to. If you see or feel any of your friends of relatives struggling, offer to help—or just talk or listen. The suggestion alone may open the door to a solution that will help end their struggle. Use your strength to support others and help them to be struggle-free.

* Giving: This can be achieved several ways. Giving doesn't have to be monetary. It can mean listening, helping with a task, or donating time. Giving comes from the heart. Giving usually means caring. Always care.

* Togetherness: This means being with people you love and care for. Cherish the moment. No money in the world can replace it. With togetherness, you find success.

* Kindness is the greatest unselfish gesture one can give. Slowly, kindness can take over the world.

* I love, regardless. Do you?

* Priorities are not only meaningful to the person who makes them, but also to the people who care for them. Respect other people's priorities. You may just find you have something in common.

* Forgiveness is easy. Stubbornness is the hard part. Why work harder than you have to?

* When you care about someone, tell the person. Don't just assume he or she knows. Telling someone you care about him or her isn't hard. In fact, it's much harder when that person is no longer here.

* Kindness: Kindness is easy. It's simple. Of course we are kind to our family and friends. Yes, we are raised to say please and thank you. But when we deal with people who aren't related to us or aren't friends—are we always kind to them? Are we kind to the elderly, to teachers, to customers, or to your everyday average person? Being kind can change someone's mood and make his or her day brighter. Being kind can make good things happen. Being kind just makes you feel better. Being kind is just the right thing to do. Be kind today.
(Continues...)


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Table of Contents

Contents

Acknowledgments....................     ix     

Introduction....................     xi     

Caring....................     1     

Caring Thoughts and Quotes....................     7     

Mind....................     13     

Mind-Provoking Quotes....................     18     

Inspiration....................     31     

Inspirational Thoughts and Quotes....................     36     

Confidence....................     43     

Confidence Thoughts and Quotes....................     50     

Health....................     56     

Healthy Thought Quotes....................     60     

Conclusion....................     65     

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