Things happen that are similar to questions. A minute goes by, or years, and then life answers back.
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Things happen that are similar to questions. A minute goes by, or years, and then life answers back.
If you have made mistakes, even serious mistakes, you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call "failure" is not the falling down, but the staying down.
"Adieu" holds the bitter flavour of closure, of permanent detachment. While I know in my heart that with difficulty I shall be able to put the word "end" to this chapter, and locking the door.
[...] your Personal Legend. [...] It's what you've always wanted to do. Everyone, in the prime of their youth, know what their Personal Legend is. In that period of life everything is clear, everything is possible, and men are not afraid of dreaming and desiring all that they would like to see done in life. But then, as time goes by, a misterious force starts to try and demonstrate how impossible it is to actually realize the Personal Legend. They prepare your spirit and your will. Because a great truth exists on this planet: whoever you are or whatever you do, when you wish something willfully, and because this wish was born before the Universe's soul. That represents your mission on earth. [...]
The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.
Joy is the simplest form of gratitude.
On no morning of his life had he ever been in good spirits nor done any good before midday, nor ever had a happy idea, nor devised any pleasure for himself or others. By degrees during the afternoon he warmed and became alive, and only towards evening, on his good days, was he productive, active and, sometimes, aglow with joy. With this was bound up his need for loneliness and independence. There was never a man with a deeper and more passionate craving for independence than he. In his youth when he was poor and had difficulty in earning his bread, he preferred to go hungry and in torn clothes rather than endanger his narrow limit of independence. He never sold himself for money or an easy life or to women or to those in power; and had thrown away a hundred times what in the world's eyes was his advantage and happiness in order to safeguard his liberty. [...] In the beginning his dream and his happiness, in the end it was his bitter fate. The man of power is ruined by power, the man of money by money, the submissive man by subservience, the pleasure seeker by pleasure. He achieved his aim. He was ever more independent. He took orders from no man and ordered his ways to suit no man. Independently and alone, he decided what to do and to leave undone. For every strong man attains to that which a genuine impulse bids him seek. But in the midst of the freedom he had attained Harry suddenly became aware that his freedom was a death and that he stood alone.
After life has slapped you profusely you must get used again to a more delicate touch.
In the end, my life is the history of the attempts that I did to keep my feet grounded without stopping lifting my eyes to the sky.
To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies.