We are people – maybe the last meanings, maybe the beginning – the illusion of the only hope – life.
Contributed by: mara
I would say that only the lonely understands another lonely person's suffering, but I'd have to add the one that knew joy and the space he lived his life in next to and through others.
I’m above me sometimes, but hardly above life.
There’s a heaven for everybody. Only its location is different.
Billions of children so lost in the world, searching a heart to love, a hand to protect them, a slice of bread to feed them, billions of souls in need to be seen by a world too hasty to see and understand the true meanings of life.
The matter would remain forever a point if she knew how much mess would cause with her desire of freedom.
Use the sword to crash the fly on your cap only if you’re at least a head higher than your cap.
Something in your heart tells me spring is still very far, but your fingers have already millions of flourishing buds.
If someone holds by mistake a piece of hope, there is always someone else to make it disappear.
I know my life is a modest play, but I’m not its only scriptwriter.
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