I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye,…
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It’s important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse.
You might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better.
When you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
It’s important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse.
It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.
Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
What hurt the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.
You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once.
All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. This madness can be saving; it is part and parcel of the ability to adapt. Without it, no species would survive.
When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.
To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.