Like a small boat adrift in the fog, she caught glimpses during patches when the mist cleared of a world far away, in which everything was changing.
Letting go is the lesson. Letting go is always the lesson. Have you ever noticed how much of our agony is all tied up with craving and loss?
Happiness is something you lay siege to, it is a battle like a game of go. I will take hold of all the pain and snuff it out.
Gratitude is a Beautiful Virtue but don’t get offended when ingratitude is shown or your good deeds.
This is not to say that there are not Chicagoans. But I would suggest that they are a nomadic people, whose lost home exists only in their minds, and in the glowing crystal memory cells that they all carry in the palms of their hands: a great idea of a second city, lit with life and love, reasonable drink prices at cool bars, and, of course, blocks and blocks of bright and devastating fire.
Grief does not change you. It reveals you.
There are only two things in life,’ Bergé said. ‘Love and beauty.
The meaning of life is life itself. The reward of love is love itself. The joy of the journey is not in the destination but in the journey itself.
No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
No es saludable adaptarse bien a una sociedad profundamente enferma