Praising people behind their back is monstrously unfair, because the one thing you can't defend yourself against is the good that people say about you.
Poverty and pride are devoted blood brothers until one, always and inevitably, kills the other.
Plašt prošlosti sazdan je od komadića osećanja i sašiven nitima rebusa. Najvise što možemo da ucinimo, uglavnom, je da ga ogrnemo utehe radi, ili da ga vučemo za sobom dok se borimo da idemo dalje. Al...
One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure for loneliness, and shame, and sorrow. But some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only lonelines...
Ogni volta che agiamo, pur con le migliori intenzioni, ogni volta che interferiamo con le cose del mondo, rischiamo di provocare un disastro che forse non dipende da noi, ma che non si verificherebbe...
No-one, and nothing, could make me very happy. I was tough, which is probably the saddest thing you can say about a man.
No-one, and nothing, could hurt me. No-one, and nothing, could make me very happy. I was tough, which is probably the saddest thing you can say about a man.
No matter how often or deeply I thought about the struggled past or the sorrow and promise of the present, I couldn't make that leap of confidence or trust or faith into the future. There was somethin...
No matter how good or bad the luck, you can change your life completely with a single thought or a single act of love.
Love unlived is a sin against life, and mourning is one of the ways we love.
Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of t...
Legendy mówią, że wybrankę można rozpoznać natychmiast, ponieważ budzi miłość każdym gestem, każdym zdaniem, każdym ruchem, każdym dźwiękiem i każdym nastrojem, który odbija się w jej oczach. Legendy...
Kiedy jesteśmy młodzi, sądzimy, że cierpienie to coś, co ktoś nam może zadać. Kiedy przybywa nam lat – kiedy zatrzaskują się jakieś stalowe drzwi – wiemy już, że prawdziwe cierpienie mierzy się tym, c...
Każde uderzenie ludzkiego serca jest kosmosem możliwości
Jer je to ono što činimo. Iskoračimo jednom nogom, pa onda drugom. Još jednom podignemo pogled ka režanju i osmehu sveta. Mislimo. Delamo. Osećamo. Dajemo svoj maleni doprinos plimi i oseci dobra i zl...
Jealousy, like the flawed love that bears it, has no respect for time or space or wisely reasoned argument. Jealousy can raise the dead with a single, spiteful taunt, or hate a perfect stranger for no...
I’m startin’ a new gang, and I want you to join me.’ It was my turn to laugh. ‘What’s so funny?’ ‘How about… why?’ ‘Why a gang?’ he asked, passing back the joint. ‘The usual. So we can buy guns, do a...
It was the kind of laugh that hunted down funny things, and killed them stone dead.
Is easy--suffering is hungry, isn't it? Hungry, for anything, means suffering. Not hungry for something, means, not suffering. But everybody knows that.
In this life, we do what we can to improve ourselves.