I love you', though, were three words she had often heard during her twenty-two years, and it seemed to her that they were now completely devoid of meaning, because they had never turned into anything serious or deep, never translated into a lasting relationship.
And, when you can't go back, you have to worry only about the best way of moving forward.
If you improve on the present, what comes later will also be better.
The closer one gets to realizing his destiny, the more that destiny becomes his true reason for being
If theater is ritual, then dance is too... It's as if the threads connecting us to the rest of the world were washed clean of preconceptions and fears. When you dance, you can enjoy the luxury of being you.
Man struggles to survive, not to succumb
Love one another, but let's try not to possess one another.
Dreams are the language of God.
It's true; life really is generous to those who pursue their destiny
Tomorrow, sell our camel and buy a horse. Camels are traitorous: they walk thousands of paces and never seem to tire. Then suddenly, they kneel and die. But horses tire bit by bit. You always know how much you know you can ask of them, and when it is that they are about to die.
We are not worshipping anyone or anything, we are simply communing with creation.
The vast majority of the inmates, however, heard the news, pretended to be shocked and sad, but actually felt relieved because once more the exterminating angel had passed over Villete, and they had been spared.
As you go in, on the first floor, the back window
The aim of every human being is to understand the meaning of total love.
I am talking to you, but the moment I am talking to you, the universe is being created and destroyed.
People become fascinated with pictures and words, and wind up forgetting the Language of the World
When you want something with all your heart, that's when you are closest to the Soul of the World. It's always a positive force.
Certain people, in their eagerness to construct a world no external threat can penetrate build exaggeratedly high defense againts the outside world, againts new people, new places, different experiences and leave their own world stripped bare. It is there that bitterness begins irrevocable work.
I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write about love-otherwise, my soul won't survive.
Anyone who interferes with the destiny of another thing never will discover his own.
I'm afraid that if my dream is realized, I'll have no reason to go on living.
The desert is a capricious lady, and sometimes she drives men crazy.
If there is any possible consolation in the tragedy of losing someone we love very much, it's the necessary hope that perhaps it was for the best.
Many people don't allow themselves to love...because there are a lot of things at risk a lot of future and a lot of past.
No one owns anything. Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking after things that aren't mine.
Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him.
Jika kau menginginkan sesuatu, maka seluruh alam semesta akan bersatu membantumu.
Usually the threat of death makes people a lot more aware of their lives.
What does learning mean: accumulating knowledge or transforming your life?
They spent days, nights, weeks, and years talking, never accepting the fact that, good or bad, an idea only exists when someone tries to put it into practice.
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