The world is made by us. We are the knots of the world and we are tied to everything. The self without us does not exist. Death is the untied self.
A man steals the first kiss, begs for the second, demands the third, receives the fourth, accepts the fifth, and endures the rest.
Helen Rowland
Philosophy is medicine against the blindness of the soul.
Plato
Through my garden window I see the roses turning into cacti
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One day we discovered... ....that we need several reasons to dislike, but only one, to love; that after the storm, there is always the rainbow; that wh...
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The man who sells himself always receives more than he is worth.
Baron of Itararé