Diuen que cada floc de neu és diferent. Si això fos cert, com podria el món anar endavant? Com podríem aixecar-nos de les nostres genuflexions? Com podríem recuperar-nos d’una meravella així?Oblidant....
You are a special and unique person, who has never lived before and who will never live in the future
Be yourself to find the uniqueness of the universe.
Confidence is the beauty, kindness is the charm, style is the uniqueness and fashion is the mask.
When you stop comparing yourself with others, you begin respecting your own uniqueness.
We are sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other...
To be oneself, simply oneself, is so amazing and utterly unique an experience that it's hard to convince oneself so singular a thing happens to everybody.
Thinking, he walked ever more slowly and asked himself, What is it now that you were hoping to learn from doctrines and teachers, and what is it that they—who taught you so much—were unable to teach y...
She was unique: there was something abnormal about her, and it was that abnormal something that made her magnetic.
Note that this journey is uniquely yours, no one else's. So the path has to be your own. You cannot imitate somebody else's journey and still be true to yourself. Are you prepared to honor your unique...
There are people you wont miss, but wont forget either. Those people are unique
She had something that is gone from the world, from the female world. A sweetness without sentimentality, a limpidity without naivety. She was so easy to hurt, to tease. And when she teased, it was li...
What I am is what the LORD GOD has made of me.
When a man is one of a kind, he will be lonely wherever he is.
He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterland like his own.
Do you think I'm wonderful? she asked him one day as they leaned against the trunk of a petrified maple. No, he said. Why? Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of men have called th...