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“Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it.”
― Oscar Wilde

“A good friend will always stab you in the front.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Critic As Artist: With Some Remarks on the Importance of Doing Nothing and Discussing Everything

“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
― Vincent van Gogh

“Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.”
― Scott Adams

“Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.”
― Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld, Maxims

“One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside.”
― John Lennon

“Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.”
― Bob Dylan

“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?”
― John Keats, Letters of John Keats

“Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.”
― David Richo

“The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.”
― Sophocles

“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”
― J.M. Barrie

“Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.”
― Bill Keane

“My past is everything I failed to be.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

“Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”
― Clive Barker, Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War

“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more.
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no more
Of dumps so dull and heavy.
The fraud of men was ever so
Since summer first was leafy.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey, nonny, nonny.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“We live as we dream--alone....”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

“They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.”
― Robert Frost, The Poetry of Robert Frost

“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”
― Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living

“Аз искам да те помня все така:
бездомна, безнадеждна и унила,
в ръка ми вплела пламнала ръка
и до сърце ми скръбен лик склонила.
Градът далече тръпне в мътен дим,
край нас, на хълма, тръпнат дървесата
и любовта ни сякаш по е свята,
защото трябва да се разделим.


"В зори ще тръгна, ти в зори дойди
и донеси ми своя взор прощален -
да го припомня верен и печален
в часа, когато Тя ще победи!"
О, Морна, Морна, в буря скършен злак,
укрий молбите, вярвай - пролетта ни
недосънуван сън не ще остане
и ти при мене ще се върнеш пак!


А все по-страшно пада нощ над нас,
чертаят мрежи прилепите в мрака,
утеха сетна твойта немощ чака,
а в свойта вяра сам не вярвам аз.
И ти отпущаш пламнала ръка
и тръгваш, поглед в тъмнината впила,
изгубила дори за сълзи сила. -
Аз искам да те помня все така...”
― Димчо Дебелянов