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  • #1
    Alan             Moore
    “We're all puppets, Laurie. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings.”
    Alan Moore, Watchmen

  • #2
    Hermann Hesse
    “If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.”
    Hermann Hesse, Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend

  • #3
    Hermann Hesse
    “When someone seeks," said Siddhartha, "then it easily happens that his eyes see only the thing that he seeks, and he is able to find nothing, to take in nothing because he always thinks only about the thing he is seeking, because he has one goal, because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal.”
    Herman Hesse, Siddhartha

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #5
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #6
    Bill Watterson
    “I wish I had more friends, but people are such jerks. If you can just get most people to leave you alone, you're doing good. If you can find even one person you really like, you're lucky. And if that person can also stand you, you're really lucky.”
    Bill Watterson, The Complete Calvin and Hobbes

  • #7
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “Learning

    After some time, you learn the subtle difference between
    holding a hand
    and imprisoning a soul;
    You learn that love does not equal sex,
    and that company does not equal security,
    and you start to learn….
    That kisses are not contracts and gifts are not promises,
    and you start to accept defeat with the head up high
    and open eyes,
    and you learn to build all roads on today,
    because the terrain of tomorrow is too insecure for plans…
    and the future has its own way of falling apart in half.

    And you learn that if it’s too much
    even the warmth of the sun can burn.

    So you plant your own garden and embellish your own soul,
    instead of waiting for someone to bring flowers to you.

    And you learn that you can actually bear hardship,
    that you are actually strong,
    and you are actually worthy,
    and you learn and learn…and so every day.

    Over time you learn that being with someone
    because they offer you a good future,
    means that sooner or later you’ll want to return to your past.

    Over time you comprehend that only who is capable
    of loving you with your flaws, with no intention of changing you
    can bring you all happiness.

    Over time you learn that if you are with a person
    only to accompany your own solitude,
    irremediably you’ll end up wishing not to see them again.

    Over time you learn that real friends are few
    and whoever doesn’t fight for them, sooner or later,
    will find himself surrounded only with false friendships.

    Over time you learn that words spoken in moments of anger
    continue hurting throughout a lifetime.

    Over time you learn that everyone can apologize,
    but forgiveness is an attribute solely of great souls.

    Over time you comprehend that if you have hurt a friend harshly
    it is very likely that your friendship will never be the same.

    Over time you realize that despite being happy with your friends,
    you cry for those you let go.

    Over time you realize that every experience lived,
    with each person, is unrepeatable.

    Over time you realize that whoever humiliates
    or scorns another human being, sooner or later
    will suffer the same humiliations or scorn in tenfold.

    Over time you learn to build your roads on today,
    because the path of tomorrow doesn’t exist.

    Over time you comprehend that rushing things or forcing them to happen
    causes the finale to be different form expected.

    Over time you realize that in fact the best was not the future,
    but the moment you were living just that instant.

    Over time you will see that even when you are happy with those around you,
    you’ll yearn for those who walked away.

    Over time you will learn to forgive or ask for forgiveness,
    say you love, say you miss, say you need,
    say you want to be friends, since before
    a grave, it will no longer make sense.

    But unfortunately, only over time…”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #8
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “I think that the reader should enrich what he is reading. He should misunderstand the text; he should change it into something else.”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #9
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “It only takes two facing mirrors to build a labyrinth.”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #10
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “Paradise will be a kind of library”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #11
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “To say good-bye is to deny separation; it is to say Today we play at going our own ways, but we'll see each other tomorrow. Men invented farewells because they somehow knew themselves to be immortal, even while seeing themselves as contingent and ephemeral.”
    Jorge Luis Borges, Collected Fictions

  • #12
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “It is a laborious madness and an impoverishing one, the madness of composing vast books - setting out in five hundred pages an idea that can be perfectly related orally in five minutes. The better way to go about it is to pretend that those books already exist, and offer a summary, a commentary on them." (From the Introduction of 1941's The Garden of Forking Paths)”
    Jorge Luis Borges, Fictions

  • #13
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “We have shared out, like thieves, the amazing treasures of days and nights.”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #14
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “The years go by, and I've told the story so many times that I'm not sure anymore whether I actually remember it or whether I just remember the words I tell it with.”
    Jorge Luis Borges, The Book of Sand and Shakespeare's Memory

  • #15
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “I have always imagined that Paradise will be some kind of library.”
    Jorge Luis Borges



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