Live your life in such a way that you'll be remembered for your kindness, compassion, fairness, character, benevolence, and a force for good who had much respect for life, in general.
I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove you under, for all those times, mean on gin, you rammed words into my belly. (p. 52)
How many infinite lives have been lived since man first had consciousness or awareness of his soul?And how many of those souls have stared up at the stars in wonder; pondered the meaning of their exis...
Maybe I should love someone mundane and let them bore me to death.
The sorrow we feel when we lose a loved one is the price we pay to have had them in our lives.
Life is defined by time, appreciate the beauty of time;A time to plant, a time to harvest. A time to cry, a time to laugh.A time to be sad, a time to be happy. A time to be born, a time to die.
Time is life.Time for birth, time for death.
Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo.
What a short time I had been given to experience love. I felt as my life had only recently begun and now it would surely end at sunrise.
Starting to believe Life is just a sigh of Death.
The love of a half dead heart will keep you half alive
Sometimes it took death for me to see life, don't live with regrets keep your head high. In a world filled with beauty I don't want to blink twice; soak up every moment because you can't stop time.
Don't cry after my death, I won't know it.Love me when I am alive.
Our existence comes with Death. And it comes with suffering, death alone is not enough and pleasure have consequences. wicked and fucked. love comes with hurting. And having means losing.
Death is a misery.
the only way to get over a death is by seeing it as a life completed, instead of a life interrupted.
Memories is all that you have, which help you survive the storms and struggles of your daily life after you lose someone!
They say that a part of you dies when a special Loved One passes away...I disagree...I say a part of you lives with your Loved One on the other side.
You live on in the wind that wraps around me to remind me of the absence of your embraceYou live on in her eyes, when she looks at me I see your faceYou live on in the moon that revives the light you...
Pulling through is what people do around here. There is a kind of bravery in their lives that isn’t bravery at all. It is automatic, unflinching, a mix of man and machine, consuming and unquestionable...