Giving love to others is directly related to how much love you have for yourself.
...I fell asleep and had a dream that a king was liquidated by a group of kind faces...
It is best to rise from life as from a banquet, neither thirsty nor drunken.
The details are the very source of expression in architecture. But we are caught in a vice between art and the bottom line.
Deeply happy people are even thankful for the trials and tragedies they pass through.
A kiss a day keeps your wife's wrath away.
Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...
Nobody but you have to believe in your dreams to make them a reality.
People who are not blessed with the ability to make others laugh compensate for that by saying (or trying to say) things that are profound.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
The AI does not hate you, nor does it love you, but you are made out of atoms which it can use for something else.