Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you. And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness. For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.
Khalil GibranDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 10. April 1931) Zur Autorenbiographie
Come on let's save our lives From the coming tide That seeks to drown us in its waves But if we sell our soul For the chance of gold Then we'll rue each passing day.
A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul.
Franz KafkaDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 3. Juni 1924) Zur Autorenbiographie
Carry you in my heart Carry you in my soul Carry you in the empty streets that I walk all alone Carry you in my hope Carry you in my fear and even in my dreams.
It's hiding in the dark It's teeth are razor sharp There's no escape for me It wants my soul, It wants my heart No one can hear me scream Maybe it's just a dream Or maybe it's inside of me Stop this monster!
Close your eyes and dream a dream an seek the courage to make it real reflect on the past, envision the future and embrace today with an open heart and soul
The colours of the rainbow shine so bright evertime I look into your eyes it's the colours of the rainbow feedin' my soul over and over just like you do
I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough..
