Великолепные цитаты

Харун Яхья:
Я всегда удивляюсь, почему птицы остаются на месте,
если они могут лететь куда угодно.
И тогда я задаю этот же вопрос себе.

Олдос Хаксли:
Мы – жертвы чумы двадцатого века, но это не Черная Смерть, а Серая Жизнь.

Экхарт Толле:
Страдание необходимо до тех пор, пока вы не понимаете, что можете обходиться без него.

Пьер Буаст:
Фальшивое никогда не бывает прочным.

Григорий Ландау:
Завтра никогда не наступает; длится вечное сегодня.

Владимир Набоков:
К Богу приходят не экскурсии с гидом, а одинокие путешественники.

Эрих Мария Ремарк:
Ты только никого не подпускай к себе близко, – говаривал Кестер, – а подпустишь – захочешь удержать. А удержать ничего нельзя…

Уилки Коллинз:
Что бы ни случилось в доме, воровство или убийство, все равно люди должны завтракать.

Нина Федорова:
Все, проходя, оставляет следы, все, кроме женской красоты.

Давид Фонкинос:
Можно ли дочитать книгу, если, пока вы читали, у вас умер муж?

Льюис Керролл:
Пока думаешь, что сказать, – делай реверанс! Это экономит время.

Анна Гавальда:
…не стоит дергаться, если тонешь, а нужно дождаться дна, чтобы оттолкнуться от него пяткой, ибо только так можно спастись и выбраться на поверхность…

Фредерик Бегбедер:
Самые лучшие праздники – те, что происходят внутри нас.

Пауло Коэльо:
Когда чего-нибудь сильно захочешь, вся Вселенная будет способствовать тому, чтобы желание твоё сбылось.

Клайв С. Льюис:
От того, что ты за человек и откуда смотришь, зависит, что ты увидишь и услышишь!

Шарлотта Бронте:
Уважай себя настолько, чтобы не отдавать всех сил души и сердца тому, кому они не нужны и в ком это вызвало бы только пренебрежение.

Федор Достоевский:
Пройдите мимо нас и простите нам наше счастье!

Рюноскэ Акутагава:
Свобода подобна горному воздуху. Для слабых она непереносима.

П.Сталь, И.Масе:
Везде, где люди любят друг друга – там они счастливы.

Елена Петрова:
Не нервируйте меня! Мне скоро негде будет прятать трупы!

Диана Сеттерфилд:
Чтение – дело небезопасное.

Ричард Бах:
Ни одно желание не дается тебе отдельно от силы, позволяющей его осуществить.

Курт Воннегут:
Над чем бы ученые ни работали, у них все равно получается оружие.

So let's get my heart organized here. I am over B.y. and I don't really think about him anymore. But I do admit (lil cofession), I was thinking about him yesterday, kinda missed him. I guess I was feeling lonely, so it was just a temporary feeling. I actually thought what if our relationship could work out...but then I realized it was a complete dumb idea and we couldn't. We are just different!

S.k. hmmmm I guess, I just need him as an object of sympathy? I just like the idea that I have someone to like because I always need those kind of people. I need to like someone or something. Just like a new chanel bag or a vintage pare of versace heels. You count them(;

D.l. this is the person I am confused the most with. I am not sure how I feel about him. I know that I think about him from time to time. But distance and time do their job. I am not as obsessed with him as I was before. I do still want to talk to him, see him, laugh with him. But I didn't do it in almost 2 weeks, which might be a good thing for me.

T.r. wellllll he is my past and you know how nostalgic you feel when, for example, you look at your old pictures or find a box, which was hidden underneath your bed. You are just curious what is inside of it and you feel, again, nostalgic. This is how I feel about him. Nothing serious.

E.o. ahah another example of my sympathy and nothing more than that. I don't even look at him or speak to him, orrr....like him. Once upon a time I realized how dumb he was and the cupid arrow just naturally fell out of my heart! LMAO

Sooooo to wrap it up, I do not have anything serious going on in my heart, which is, kind of upsetting. But I liked the quote I heard in today's movie. Love is never planned. You don't choose who to love, it just happens. I guess, I'll stick to it for now...

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full… The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..

'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things---your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car… The sand is everything else---the small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.

Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.

Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, 'I'm glad you asked.' The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.

You will never know that I write about you...

Ritornera. «It will come back» is how this song literally translates. It will return. You will get it back… Doesn't really matter how it calls, just watching this video is enough to understand it. And watching it makes me happy and sad at the same time, so I guess its a happy sadness or smth(: or sad happiness? No, happy sadness, for sure! LOL

I didn't really know the lyrics so I asked my sister to translate it, cz she knows Italian. This is what she said:

Ritornerà quella fortuna — This luck will come back

E bacerò anche la luna e tu… — I will kiss the moon and also you

Sarai un pensiero distante tu — you will be a thought far from you

Farò l'amore con il mare — i will make love to sea

E il vento mi saprà abbracciare — the wind will hug me

E tu,tu non mi manchi più — and i will not miss you anymore

Why it makes me sad? Because it is about love, duhh(: and i'm not in a really good position when it comes to love. It makes me think about a particular person. It makes me miss him. 

Anddd to the happy part(: It gives me hope and inspiration! (which is good)! I believe that I will meet my only one and I will be happy, I will forget the person, who means a lot to me right now, someday and enjoy the life how it is...someday...I will!

them: Give me your lunch money

you: «I left it on your mother's dresser.»

«I've always wondered if your parents know you're such a sIut.»

«The last time I heard that one, I fell off my dinosaur.»

One planet, seven continents, hundreds of countries, billions of people....and I HAD to meet your dumb_ss..
 
You're not a sIut?

So… what are you… a volunteer prostitute?

3 things I want in a relationship: Eyes that wont cry, lips than wont lie, and love that wont die.

Girls fall in love with what they hear. Boys fall in love with what they see.

That's why girls wear make up; and boys lie.

A man with nothing to live for is capable of everything.

I'm not a stop along the way, I'm a destination.

Being single doesn't necessarily mean you're available. Sometimes you have to put up a sign that says, «Do Not Disturb» on your heart.

Yeah they talk but I can't hear what they say… cuz I'm flyin.

With friends like these, who needs armies?

 Maybe one day, there can be «us» again, but if not fuck it then.