And so silence and ...darkness hold happiness and joy? he said softly.Assuredly, she said, provided one listens to the silence and gazes deeply into the darkness. Everything is there. Everything.
The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?
This was it. This was what she had longed for throughout the lonely years of her girlhood.Suddenly she felt lonelier than she had ever felt.And so excited she could barely breathe,Tresham stepped up b...
I think
Constance had joined him at the breakfast
Did everyone make the most ghastly blunders at regularly intervals through their life and live to regret them ever afterward? Was everyone's life filled with confusing and contradictory mix of guilt a...
One should love from a position of wholeness. One should have a firm and rich sense of self no matter what. For there is always pain—it cannot be avoided in this life, more’s the pity. But pain should...
It is part of you, and you are a man worth knowing
There is no kindness in money.
Even at its darkest moment, life was a precious gift.
Idleness was so often despised. And yet it was on idleness, she knew, that one touched meaning and peace.
The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself.
I do not wish to sit for a portrait, Mr. Cunningham, the elder Miss Westcott informed him. I will do so only to please my grandmother. But I do not want to hear any nonsense about capturing my essence...
¿Acaso existía el amor verdadero? La vida sería muy triste si no existiera... Enrealidad, sería insoportable si los desengaños del amor romántico convirtieran a una persona en una cínica incurable.
Guilt can eat away at you and destroy the future as well as the past.
Have you noticed,' she asked, straightening the counting frames to her liking before closing the cupboard doors and turning toward him, 'that at church when the clergyman is giving his sermon everyone...
He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it.
—Ese es el inconveniente de los sueños, [...]No siempre se hacen realidad. Pero siempre aparecen nuevos sueños con los que reemplazar los antiguos. En el fondo somos una especie llena de esperanza.
Love wasn’t about reasons. It wasn’t about admiring fine qualities. Love was a language all on its own, composed of gestures that seemed incomprehensible, perhaps even pointless, to the outside observ...
Each, for me, has its own charms, though none can be considered strictly perfect adaptations.
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