Ps.: Fleiß gewinnt nur allzuoft Eigendynamik,
und die führt einen wohin, wo man eigentlich nicht hinwollte!?
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Sometimes, to be yourself you have to forget yourself and become something else. Your character is not a fixed thing. You will sometimes have to move to keep up with it.
Manche Leute verstehen unter Verschwiegenheit, dass sie die ihnen anvertrauten Geheimnisse nur hinter vorgehaltener Hand weitererzählen.
Mark AurelDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 17.3.180) Zur Autorenbiographie
Always tell the truth. That way, you don't have to remember what you said.
Mark TwainDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 21. April 1910) Zur Autorenbiographie
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
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.
Humans are always doing things they don't like doing. In fact, to my best estimate, at any one time only point three percent of humans are actively doing something they like doing, and even when they do so, they feel an intense amount of guilt about it and are fervently promising themselves they'll be back doing something horrendously unpleasant very shortly.
[...] being human is being a young child on Christmas Day who receives and absolutely magnificent castle. And there is a perfect photograph of this castle on the box and you want more than anything to play with the castle and the knights and the princesses because it looks like such a perfect human world, but the only problem is that the castle isn't built. It's in tiny intricate pieces, and although there's a book of instructions you don't understand it. And nor can your parents or Aunt Sylvie. So you are just left, crying at the ideal castle on the box which no one would ever be able to build.
Past and future are myths. The past is just the present that has died and the future will never exists anyway, because by the time we get to it the future will have turned into the present. The present is all there is. The ever-moving, ever-changing present. And the present is fickle. It can only be caught by letting go.
The point of love is to help you survive. The point is also to forget meaning. To stop looking and start living. The meaning is to hold the hand of someone you care about and to live inside the present.
[...] this is the species whose main excuse for not doing something is 'if only I had more time'. Perfectly valid until you realise they do have more time. Not eternity, granted, but they have tomorrow. And the day after tomorrow. In fact, I would have to write 'the day after' thirty thousand times before a final 'tomorrow' in order to illustrate the amount of time on a human's hands.
Some humans not only like violence, but crave it [...]. Not because they want pain, but because they already have pain and want to be distracted away from that kind of pain with a lesser kind.
[...] the whole of human history is full of people who tried against the odds. Some succeeded, most failed, but that hasn't stopped them. Whatever else you could say about these particular primates, they could be determined.
My dearest friend, if you don't mind. I'd like to join you by your side. Where we can gaze into the stars. And sit together. Now and forever. It's plain to see. We're simply meant to be.
I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly stupid.
Sobald der Geist der Ausbeutung besiegt ist, wird man Aufrüstung als eine ganz unerträgliche Last empfinden. Zu wirklicher Abrüstung kann es erst kommen, wenn die Völker der Welt aufhören, sich gegenseitig auszubeuten.
Mahatma GandhiDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 30. Januar 1948)
Ich wünsche mir, die Bundesregierung hätte die Moral einer Telefonzelle. In der zahlt man nämlich zuerst und wählt dann. Bei der Bundesregierung muss man immer zuerst wählen und dann zahlen.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
Ralph Waldo EmersonDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 27. April 1882) Zur Autorenbiographie
I never asked for the stars. I never shot for the moon. No I like them right at the place where they are cause all I ever wanted was you. And all I ever wanted is you.
You gonna let her know what you really feel you better hold her tight better treat her right Just be true to the words Dont wanna cause her pain. Cause if you do it returns you will feel the same You gonna feel her pain
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.
Etwas hat sich geändert. Es ist in mir. Brennt. So wie ein spitzer Gegenstand kurz vor dem Zu stechen. Nimmt raubt mir die Kraft. Eine unendliche Leere - die ich nicht zuordnen kann, brennt, brennt in mir, Brennt mich aus. Betäubender Rauch. Es hat mich geändert. Doch von außen bin ich gleich.
"Wir verehren Helden aus verschiedenen Gründen, manchmal wegen ihres Wagemuts. Manchmal wegen ihrer Tapferkeit. Und manchmal wegen ihrer Güte. Aber hauptsächlich verehren wir Helden, weil wir alle hin und wieder davon träumen gerettet zu werden."
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