All changes even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves: we must die to one life before we can enter another!
Anatole France (1844 - 1924)
Source: The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard
Contributed by: ingebrita
Who has chosen this kind world for us and why?
Source: Wisdom Collection
Contributed by: lorasmith
We live behind the closed doors of our own destiny.
Emptiness is this world's greatest discovery.
We are in the world where the longing mountains are the most grounded.
With what can we feed the soul in the world of emptiness other than with prayer?
Who knows the life which does not burn its own time moments?
Immortality goes through dead before all.
I know none of Time's cardinal pillar on which it says forever just because eternity is not Time anymore.
What can we do without pain in front of happiness?
Copyright © 2014 Gaiam, Inc.