It may be a tough world, but its a magical world; Where a mere sunset will make you smile.... Amidst all the hardships, When the life you want to live seems a strange place, Be the first to chart this new territory; And leave a clear path for others to follow, They will follow......... You do not have to fell the pressure to lead.... You merely followed the horizon where the sun set, which became a beautiful sunrise... Your Sunrise.....
For the human experience, life in the natural world seems to require the application of meaning, in order to evoke purpose.
What's up with you? How come you're being like this?' Because it's the truth. This is the world we live in.
Sleep is death enjoyed.
There is too much pain in the world,in all shapes and forms.That is what these people represent.Pain from losing their homes,the death of a loved one,failing an exam,having a leg amputated,not getting a resident permit after years of hoping for a better life...That's what binds them,That's what they potray.Pain.
Thereβs wine spilled all over the floor and I wish to write stories with it.
The battle we are fighting is not with each other, but that is where it stands! We need to stop fighting with each other, and change how βweβ want it now! The wind is blowing and change is coming, βand only weβ can change it for the good or for the bad!
Most of the time you meet bodies with a sour soul, and but a few wholly souls with a body.
don't you underestimate any encounter, my child. you may carry it under your skin for the rest of your life. ~ contingencies.
Many of my quotes are observational.
The Quality of your life depends on the quality of the questions you ask yourself
I guess what I'm saying is of all the lives in all the towns in all the world, I'm glad you walked into mine.
No matter how much darkness I was in, my bed was Switzerland. It was a no-manβs-land. It was where I laid down the weapons of war that relentlessly waged in my mind.
It's when we get old that we start thinking about our mortality.
But in me are cities built on the graves of dead butterflies, And every day feels like a funeral, For the things that cannot be.
I am the broken sky, you are my rain.
We walked out, we counted on the rain to wash the pain away. We came in, the pain washed the rain away.
Badhti zindegi kho kar jeena sikha deti hai..bhul na sikha deti hai bhul na paye toh yaad na aaye aisi kai bahane sikha deti hai..aashaon ke kabar pe aashiyana basana sikha deti hai... han bas... badhti zindegi kho kar jeena sikha deti hai.
You must stay close to your problems and solve them, because running away doesn't work; Even if it does, it will only make you weak.
The trail of life comes with all kind of twist and turns making us who we are!
