People change, no use getting sentimental about it. Move on, find someone else.
He's a better person when she's around, and isn't that what friends are for, to raise you up and keep you at your best?
Envy was just the tax you paid on success.
She was reaching the limits of how much it's possible to change a man.
"Live each day as if it's your last", that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn't practical. Better by far to simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Go out there with your passion and your electric typewriter and work hard at...something. Change lives through art maybe. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.
The problem with telling people that they can do anything they want to do is that it is objectively, factually inaccurate. Otherwise the whole world would just be ballet dancers and pop stars.
David Nicholls in Us
Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.
The world is dark, and light is precious.
Come closer, dear reader.
You must trust me.
I am telling you a story.
Come closer, dear reader.
You must trust me.
I am telling you a story.
There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.
There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.
How will the world change if we do not question it?
You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.
"Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness. He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him.
Love, as we have already discussed, is a powerful, wonderful, ridiculous thing, capable of moving mountains.
This is the danger of loving: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many kingdoms you rule, you cannot stop those you love from dying.
But, reader, there is no comfort in the word "farewell", even if you say it in French. "Farewell" is a word that, in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing.
Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.
It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it.
"Once there was a princess who was very beautiful. She shone bright as the stars on a moonless night. But what difference did it make that she was beautiful? None. No difference."
"Why did it make no difference?" asked Abilene.
"Because," said Pellegrina, "She was a princess who loved no one and cared nothing for love, even though there were many who loved her."
"Why did it make no difference?" asked Abilene.
"Because," said Pellegrina, "She was a princess who loved no one and cared nothing for love, even though there were many who loved her."
Say it, reader. Say the word "quest" out loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn't it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope.
"Perhaps," said the man, "you would like to be lost with us. I have found it much more agreeable to be lost in the company of others."
I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now?
Nothing would be easier without you, because you are everything, all of it- sprinkles, quarks, giant donuts, eggs sunny-side up- you are the ever-expanding universe to me.
Reader, do you think it is a terrible thing to hope when there is really no reason to hope at all? Or is it (as the soldier said about happiness) something that you might just as well do, since, in the end, it really makes no difference to anyone but you?
Magic is always impossible.... It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That is why it's magic.
Despereaux marveled at his own bravery.
He admired his own defiance.
And then, reader, he fainted.
He admired his own defiance.
And then, reader, he fainted.
Look at me, he said to her. His arms and legs jerked. Look at me. You got your wish. I have learned how to love. And it's a terrible thing. I'm broken. My heart is broken. Help me. The old woman turned and hobbled away. Come back, thought Edward. Fix me.
I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before.
Ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies.
Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.
The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.
Und der Verstand ist eine Illusion. Nichts weiter als ein Kostüm, in das der Mensch die Summe seiner Gefühle steckt.
Wenn ich in Unterleuten eins gelernt habe, dann dass jeder Mensch ein eigenes Universum bewohnt, in dem er von morgens bis abends recht hat.
Juli Zeh in Unterleuten
Das Leben ist ein Angebot, das man auch ablehnen kann.
Die Nacht wurde erfunden, damit wir uns Stück für Stück an die Dunkelheit gewöhnen. Der Schlaf wurde erfunden, damit wir uns Nacht für Nacht an den Tod gewöhnen.
Am Ausgang des Universums musste ein Schild stehen: Bitte verlassen Sie den Raum so, wie sie ihn vorfinden möchten.
Das Lesen war weder Arbeit noch Hobby, es folgte keinem bestimmten Interesse. Lesen war ein Zustand, in dem die Zeit verstrich, weil sie nicht anders konnte, während Adas Verstand in Nahrung eingelegt wurde, so dass seine hektische Gier in ein gleichmäßiges Einsaugen und Verwerten überging.
Wir sind nicht einmal in der Lage, eine Familie zu gründen, geschweige denn, uns mit einer Partei zu identifizieren! Wir wollen keine Gemeinschaft. Wir wollen unsere Ruhe.
Ich bin einfach sterblich, wie andere Leute erkältet sind. In jeder Sekunde spüre ich die Symptome.
Seit wir den Glauben und damit die Wahrheit verloren haben, liegt zwischen Heuchelei und Ehrlichkeit der letzte Unterschied, der uns bleibt.
Kein Philosoph würde ein dickes Buch schreiben, wenn er im Vornherein wüsste, auf welche Weise er später zitiert werden wird.
Das Denken an sich gilt nicht mehr als Tugend, sondern als Zeitverschwendung. Es wird von spezialisierten Experten erledigt, und seit das so ist, erkennen wir die Philosophie in ihrer ganzen Nutzlosigkeit.
Die Natur ist pragmatisch. Jedes Tier ist pragmatisch. Der Mensch ist es dort, wo ihm die Ideen ausgegangen sind.
What she had realized was that love was that moment when your heart was about to burst.
Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!
Nobody can avoid falling in love. They might want to deny it, but friendship is probably the most common form of love.
I've had many enemies over the years. If there's one thing I've learned, it's never engage in a fight you're sure to lose. On the other hand, never let anyone who has insulted you get away with it. Bide your time and strike back when you're in a position of strength - even if you no longer need to strike back.
Don't ever fight with Lisbeth Salander. Her attitude towards the rest of the world is that if someone threatens her with a gun, she'll get a bigger gun.
But she wished she had had the guts to go up to him and say hello. Or possibly break his legs, she wasn't sure which.
