“Some people have just rented your body to live in it for sometime and depart. Others consider you as a permanent residence to dwell in forever. Which ever, you must remember to accommodate all those who want to be accommodated. Be each other's keeper”
―
―
“people come into your life for different reasons. Some are forever, but those are rare. Most people are seasonal—they’re with you for a reason and when that reason is fulfilled, they move on.”
― She's the One
― She's the One
“I was always an unusual girl,
my mother told me I had a chameleon soul
No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality;
just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean
I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone
who had nothing, who wanted everything”
―
my mother told me I had a chameleon soul
No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality;
just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean
I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone
who had nothing, who wanted everything”
―
“I have reveled in my littleness and irresponsibility. It has relieved me of the harassing desire to live, I feel content to live dangerously, indifferent to my fate; I have discovered I am a fly, that we are all flies, that nothing matters. It’s a great load off my life, for I don’t mind being such a micro-organism—to me the honour is sufficient of belonging to the universe—such a great universe, so grand a scheme of things. Not even Death can rob me of that honour. For nothing can alter the fact that I have lived; I have been I, if for ever so short a time. And when I am dead, the matter which composes my body is indestructible—and eternal, so that come what may to my “Soul,” my dust will always be going on, each separate atom of me playing its separate part—I shall still have some sort of a finger in the Pie. When I am dead, you can boil me, burn me, drown me, scatter me—but you cannot destroy me: my little atoms would merely deride such heavy vengeance. Death can do no more than kill you.”
― The Journal of a Disappointed Man
― The Journal of a Disappointed Man
“Whenever I appeared to have won an argument, Mom would say something like, 'Even broken clocks are right twice a day.”
― Easy
― Easy
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