In life there are a lot of big romantic moments. And they make life worth living. But here's the problem: Moments pass. And lurking just around the corner from those moments is a cruel, unshaven bastard named reality.
Sometimes the things you want the most don’t happen and what you least expect happens. I don’t know - you meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you. And then you meet one person and your life is changed forever
As time goes by, life has a way of rearranging itself. People enter your life, and inevitably, they leave as well. Things have a tendency to happen that can turn your world upside down. You’ll come to realize eventually, that even though things are different, you are as well.
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.
You cant really begin to appreciate life until it has knocked you down a few times. You cant really begin to appreciate love until your heart has been broken. And you cant really begin to appreciate happiness until you've known sadness. Once you've walked through the valley, the view from the mountain top is breath taking.
There's one sad truth in life I've found While journeying east and west - The only folks we really wound Are those we love the best. We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest, And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best.
Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions, in which we all collaborate willingly. The trouble is we forget after a while that they are illusions and we are deeply shocked when reality is torn down around us.
You know, he told me once, completely exasperated, you've got one glass of water inside your head, with all the tears for a lifetime. If you waste them over nothing, t hen you won't be able to cry for real when you need to.
In the next life... You won't have to cry. You won't have to worry. You won't have to fight. Everything here is a illusion. Everything here isn't real. We're just passing through.... ...in order to live a better life in Heaven....
Maybe I do believe it. All this meant to be stuff. Why not believe it? Really, who doesn’t want more romance in their life? Maybe it’s just up to us to make it happen, to show up and be that for each other. At least that way we’ll find out for sure if you’re meant to be or not.
Of all things this was the saddest, that life goes on: if one leaves one's lover, life should stop for him, and if one disappears from the world, then the world should stop, too: and it never did. And that was the real reason for most people getting up in the morning: not because it would matter but because it wouldn't.