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I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out my life more fully, enjoy more, experience more. I want to develop even more original and more unconventional traits
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Whatever is going to happen will happen, whether we worry or not.
It’s never overreacting to ask for what you want and need.
It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters,
Lottery: A tax on people who are bad at math.
Being liked for the way you looked is worse than not being liked at all.
Sometimes the right thing feels all wrong until it is over and done with.
What a waste my life would be without all the beautiful mistakes I've made.
Have you ever hoped for something? And held out for it against all the odds? Until everything you did was ridiculous?
Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.
Those born to wealth, and who have the means of gratifying every wish, know not what is the real happiness of life, just as those who have been tossed on the stormy waters of the ocean on a few frail planks can alone realize the blessings of fair weather.
When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.
We know from daily life that we exist for other people first of all, for whose smiles and well-being our own happiness depends.
The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives.
I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.
Do not wait for the last judgment. It comes every day.
A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.