Misssteps are all around us
We should feel sympathy for ourselves. The challenges of finding love are highly complex, seldom systematically explored, and relatively new. We have been looking for love the way we do now for, at best, only 260 years. We are still at the dawn of determining how to get into good relationships. Signs of our missteps are all around us.
thoughts of Kyle Hunter about his wife, Rai Sokolov
It's been over twenty-seven years since I met her, but she still looks as breathtaking as when I first laid eyes on her.
Elegant, majestic, and brutally demanding of my attention.
This woman hasn't only changed my perspective about life from feeling unwanted to accomplished, but she's also been by my side through everything.
The good, the bad, and the disgustingly ugly.
We don't only love each other, we literally complete one another in ways I find hard to describe.
My 6 years old daughter asked me a question, "Why do we speak of the good Lord(God)?" Whereupon I said, "Some weeks ago, you were suffering from measles, and then the good Lord sent you full recovery." "Well, but please,Daddy, not forget: in the first place, he had sent me the measles."
Book of The defining decade
Each person has an inherent urge to grow toward his or her potential, much in the way an acorn becomes a tree. But because we all aren't acorns and won't all be oaks, there is bound to be confusion about what exactly growing toward our potential means. Some twentysomethings dream too small, not understanding that their twentysomething
The Paradoxical Commandments
People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
And I realize now, more than ever, that I have lost all my best years! And now I know it and feel it more painfully from recognizing that God has sent me you, my good angel, to tell me that and show it. Now that I sit beside you and talk to you it is strange for me to think of the future, for in the future—there is loneliness again, again this musty, useless life; and what shall I have to dream of when I have been so happy in reality beside you!
En güzel yıllarını heba etmişim! Artık bunun farkındayım ve fark etmiş olmaktan acı duyuyorum, çünkü siz bana Tanrı yolladı iyilik meleğim benim, bana bunları kanıtlamak için yolladı. Şimdi yanınızda oturmuş sizinle konuşurken geleceğe korkuyla bakıyorum, çünkü gelecekte yine yalnızlık, yine o yavan, o gereksiz yaşam var; artık gerçekten de yanınızda oturup bu mutluluğu tattıktan sonra artık neyin hayalini kurayım!
Saga EgmontKitabı okudu
Something about the almost desperate human need to find good in the least likely places. Something about the desire not to beautify reality but to persist in searching for an angle that would put ugliness in a better light and create affection and empathy for every wart and wrinkle on its scarred face
