So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.
... true evil needs no reason to exist, it simply is and feeds upon itself.
It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.
Aku nggak membencimu. Aku hanya benci karena ternyata begitu sulit melupakanmu.
Terkadang,yang tak bisa kamu lupakan adalah seseorang yang tak pernah bisa kamu miliki.
Selingkuh: meninggalkan yang tak sempurna untuk yang lebih tak sempurna.
I not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of suffering
What's worse? To live after losing hope, or die when you have suffered beyond limitless.
I've just become a character, we all have, in a story we don't get to write ourselves.
You grew up fast to the realisation That life is full of cracks And you're filling up with sadness, It's leaking words you can't take back,
Somewhere deep within you also know that you love me
While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy.
We want one class of persons to have a liberal education, and we want another class of persons, a very much larger class of necessity in every society, to forgo the privilege of a liberal education and fit themselves to perform specific difficult manual tasks.
In old days men had the rack. Now they have the Press. That is an improvement certainly. But still it is very bad, and wrong, and demoralizing. Somebody — was it Burke? — called journalism the fourth estate. That was true at the time no doubt. But at the present moment it is the only estate. It has eaten up the other three. The Lords Temporal say nothing, the Lords Spiritual have nothing to say, and the House of Commons has nothing to say and says it. We are dominated by Journalism.