Posted by: Clocci
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I forgot many things I thought I knew, and learnt many others that I had forgotten. I can see things at a great distance, and many others, close up, escape my view.
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I forgot many things I thought I knew, and learnt many others that I had forgotten. I can see things at a great distance, and many others, close up, escape my view.
But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed his fingers upon the lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which he feared he might awake.
Had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would raise a hand against him. I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out and drank his blood! But till then, if you don't believe me, you don't know me - till then, I would have died by by inches I touched a single hair on his head!
"Here I am, in front of you," you wrote. Yes You know, sometimes I'm a little 'slow to understand. At first reading I thought you were giving me your clothes to hide my nakedness. But such idea doesn't suit you, on the contrary. Then I thought it was an act of seduction, original, bizarre, a little ridiculous and clumsy: an oral strip-tease. And little by little the tone of your voice has changed. Here is a nudity, you say (or at least, as I understand it now), that it's not like a knife and it is not like a wound. A revealed and vulnerable nudity, a little embarrassed and compassionate. Exactly like yours. Look, you say, it's a bit shy and it tries to hide his flaws with a lot of little tricks, which, however, is willing to give up, for those who want to look at her with indulgent eyes. It uses clothes (do you say that?), of shirts, dresses, bras, belts, as well as humans use words, "theirs". But come, touch, feel; it is a nudity that can also heal.
"You must never be ashamed. Accept all that life gives you and make an effort to drink from the cups it presents you. You must taste all the wines: of some, only a few sips; of others, the whole bottle.""How can I recognize them?""From the flavour. Only who tasted bad wine can identify the good one."
No existence is like any other. And maybe we'll never meet again. But I want you to know that I loved you all my life. That I loved you before meeting you. That you're part of me.
He was wrong, and he knew he had to pay the price. And the price was drinking a cup full of the cruelest of poisons: solitude.
He always remained close to me, he gave me the better of himself, and I wish to be close to him 'til the end of my days. But my heart's currents are a mistery, and I'll never understand what happened. Of course, I know that that meeting increased faith in myself, showing me that I was still capable of loving and of being loved, and revealing me a teaching that I'll never forget through life, when you find yourself in front of something important it doesn't mean you must give up all other things.
A long time ago, I learnt that I can cure my wounds only when I have the courage to face them. And I also learnt to forgive myself and to correct my mistakes.
No reasoning will help you to overcome the obstacles you've created yourself, you need action. If you continue sitting on the pool-side, dissecting the water temperature, you'll never manage to swim. Look for a springboard, close your eyes and jump. Should you belly-flop don't blame the water or yourself... you've just learnt how to not drown!