Monika

“Alarm clocks were going off in the city now. One after another, sometimes two or three together, they drove their small silver knives into the body of the great dream that sprawled naked on the housetops. Sensual, amiable, and defenseless as it was, it would still take a little while to die.”
― Peter S. Beagle, A Fine and Private Place

“Before, he had looked at me like I was a goddess, and I had thought I couldn’t feel more powerful than I did in that moment. I was wrong. Because now he looked at me like I was more than that—like I was human. Somehow, that meant more.”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“When you call yourself an Indian or a Muslim or a Christian or a European, or anything else, you are being violent. Do you see why it is violent? Because you are separating yourself from the rest of mankind. When you separate yourself by belief, by nationality, by tradition, it breeds violence. So a man who is seeking to understand violence does not belong to any country, to any religion, to any political party or partial system; he is concerned with the total understanding of mankind.”
― Jiddu Krishnamurti

“Dying to your own attachments is a beautiful death.
Because this death release you into real life.
You have to die as a seed to live as a tree.”
― Mooji