This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
The comment "You're lucky, it could've been worse" is the kind of helplessness I can do without. It also could have been better, actually. It couldn't have been any other way than the way it was.
Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.
Friedrich NietzscheDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 25. August 1900) Zur Autorenbiographie
Then I realized I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist anymore. People change. The things we like and dislike change. And we can wish they wouldn't all day long, but that never works.
I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have.
Abraham LincolnDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 15. April 1865) Zur Autorenbiographie
It's an odd thing about love. When someone you love cries, your heart melts. But when someone you don't love cries, you look at them and think, "Why are you telling me this?"
...but I was coming around to the belief that whether you liked it or not, things happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop.
But ask yourself this: Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.
You get a strange feeling when you leave a place, I told him, like you'll not only miss the people you love but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you'll never be this way ever again.
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.
Friedrich NietzscheDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 25. August 1900) Zur Autorenbiographie
