What if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable...
Tell me something, Mari—do you believe in reincarnation? Mari shakes her head. No, I don’t think so, she says. So you don’t think there’s a life to come? I haven’t thought much about it. But it seems...
I have to believe in reincarnation. believing that I'll be in one place forever is a hell in itself.
There must have been a time, in the beginning, when we could have said – no. But somehow we missed it. Oh well, we'll know better next time.
Leaves turned to soil beneath my feet. Thus it is, trees eat themselves.
My parents had told me that I would not really die, not the real me: that nobody really died, when they died; that my kitten and the opal miner had just taken new bodies and would be back again, soon...
Behold now, let the Dead and Living meet! Across the gulf of Time they still are one. Time hath no power against Identity, though sleep the merciful hath blotted out the tablets of our mind, and with...
To je poput reinkarnacije - ljudi koji vjeruju u prošle živote uvijek misle da su bili vojvode ili kraljice ili nešto slično, zanemarujući činjenicu da je većina ljudi u to doba provodila cijeli život...
She said she’d often wondered why she wanted to do some things and not do other things at all. Well, it was obvious with some things, but for others, there was no reason there. She’d spent a long time...
Happy and angry. Happily angry. Everything, all at once. That's life, boy. You just keep getting fuller, until you burst and Allah takes you and casts your soul into another life later on. And so ever...
And if our hands should meet in another dream, we shall build another tower in the sky.
A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.