People said experience is the best teacher. Until they found a fact that experience is the worst and most painful teacher.

How could I miss you while you are never off of my mind.....while you are never missing from my heart

Then she questioned, "Too much idea about love, I wanna know what love is? Is there one right person for everyone? Is there true love? Can someone really beat your heart and conquer it?

sometimes forgiving someone it's not because he's really sorry and deserved it, but because we were worthy of tranquility.

Sometimes we learn the most about forgiveness when we realize how desperately we need it ourselves.

Don't judge a person by how important he is or how big he is. Judge a person by the strength of character or size of his heart.

Don't judge a person by how important he is or how big he is. Judge a person by the strength of his character or size of his heart.

Sometimes daughter who is loved by her father very much and loving her father very much, she is getting hurt by her lover very much.

We don't need to be a pro photographer for making a photo or an experienced author for making quotes, everyone can make photos and quotes.

You are Mr. Owl. I am Ms. Hummingbird. We may be came from different species but as long as you're a bird, I'm a bird too.

The heads of strong old age are beautiful / Beyond all grace of youth

I had fought on behalf of man against the sea, but I realised that it had become more urgent to fight on behalf of the sea against men.

And I can no more stop worrying about you than I can stop myself from breathing.

Wit never appears to greater advantage than when it is successfully exerted to relieve from a dilemma, palliate a deficiency, or cover a retreat.

Nirvana is the center of things; then there are the outer bandings of attention. The universe is a mind. At the center of its mind is nirvana.

Almost everybody I know has died,” Grandma said. “Bunch of wimps.

I seen too many guys with land in their head. They never get none under their hand.

I was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road.

If the entire week is a battlefield, reading the Bible is sort of like that parachute with the box of reserves that come in the middle of the war: food and water and the toothbrush and toilet paper.

In order effectively to liberate oneself from the grip of existing social reality, one should first renounce the transgressive fantasmatic supplement that attaches us to it.