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In India lives a bird that is unique: The lovely phoenix has a long, hard beak Pierced with a hundred holes, just like a flute -- It has no mate, its reign is absolute. Each opening has a different sound; each sound Means something secret, subtle and profound -- And as these shrill, lamenting notes are heard, A silence falls on every
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"Is that what God does? He helps? Tell me, why didn't God help my innocent friend who died for no reason while the guilty ran free? Okay. Fine. Forget the one offs. How about the countless wars declared in his name? Okay. Fine. Let's skip the random, meaningless murder for a second, shall we? How about the racist, sexist, phobia soup we've all been drowning in because of him? And I'm not just talking about Jesus. I'm talking about all organized religion. Exclusive groups created to manage control. A dealer getting people hooked on the drug of hope. His followers, nothing but addicts who want their hit of bullshit to keep their dopamine of ignorance. Addicts. Afraid to believe the truth. That there's no order. There's no power. That all religions are just metastasizing mind worms, meant to divide us so it's easier to rule us by the charlatans that wanna run us. All we are to them are paying fanboys of their poorly-written sci-fi franchise. If I don't listen to my imaginary friend, why the fuck should I listen to yours? People think their worship's some key to happiness. That's just how he owns you. Even I'm not crazy enough to believe that distortion of reality. So fuck God. He's not a good enough scapegoat for me." Elliot Anderson
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Each of us has only the foggiest memory of the details of his or her own childhood or, for the older among us, of our own early adult years. Yet we keep in mind a story of those memories, a story that helps define who we are and what our purpose is.
Seneca - On Anger
'It is impossible for the mind to be rid completely of anger. Human nature will not endure it.' But nothing is so hard or uphill that it cannot be overcome by the human mind and reduced by constant application to easy familiarity. No affections are so fierce and self-willed that they cannot be trained. Anything that the mind commands itself it can do. Some people have managed never to smile; some have kept off wine, others off sex, some off liquid of any kind. Another, making do with little sleep, stretches out his waking hours without any sign of tiredness. People have learned to run along thin, sloping ropes, to carry huge, almost superhuman loads, to plunge to a vast depth and endure the water without any pause for breath. There are a thousand other cases where dogged determination has overcome every obstacle and shown that nothing is difficult if the mind itself has resolved to endure it. In the examples which I have just given, the reward for such determination was nil or trifling. Training oneself to walk on a tight-rope or to put a huge load on one's shoulders, to keep one's eyes from closing in sleep or to reach the bottom of the sea, is hardly a splendid achievement. Yet the task, however slight the remuneration for it, came to completion through sheer effort. Are we, then, not to summon up endurance, seeing what a prize awaits us - the unshaken calm of a happy mind? Think what it means to escape the greatest of evils, anger, and with it frenzy, savagery, cruelty, fury and the other affections that accompany it!
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I loved the plot of this book! I hadn't read anything with a similar plot before, and thinking about living life that way made me feel sort of claustrophobic. I can't imagine losing all of my memories for a 20 year period, and having to trust everyone around me to fill me in. For Christine, who wakes each morning having forgotten everything from the day before - and the preceding 20 years. Each morning, she wakes up in a room she doesn't recognize, next to a man she doesn't recognize. Her husband Ben explains to her each day that she has amnesia from a car accident years earlier, and her injuries erased not just her past, but the formation of any new memories. Upset with her inability to remember years of her life, Chrissy begins to keep a journal of each day's discoveries. She also has flashes of what might or might not be her memories I loved this book – it kept me on the edge of my seat. I couldn’t stop thinking about it when I wasn’t reading it, going over everything in my mind, trying to figure the mysteries out Scary thought. A movie adaptation of Before I Go To Sleep was released, starring Nicole Kidman. I’m interested to see how this story translates to the screen. I think it would be very hard to do. I definitely recommend the novel.
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Uyuyana KadarS. J. Watson · Doğan Kitap · 2012745 okunma
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Once they were seated at a black wrought-iron table by the window, he dipped his spoon into his gelato, tasted it, and grinned a slow, wide grin as he slipped the clean spoon from his mouth and scooped out more. “Oh, that’s just ridiculous,” she said. “You look like you’re auditioning for a Häagen-Dazs commercial. No one smiles like that after
Sayfa 78 - o-kadar-tatlısınız-ki-bu-kadar-tatlılık-tansiyonumu-yükseltiyor-kalp-krizi-geçirecek-gibi-oluyorum MICHAEL HEPSİ SENİN YÜZÜNDEN!
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be honest with me
Don't tell me what I want to hear. Tell me the truth. It may hurt, but it definitely won't hurt more than the feeling that I was told something out of pity, not out of honesty. If you mean it, say it. If you don't, keep your words until the right person is standing in front of you. If words are said too many times, they become cheap, and I only deserve to hear what is valuable.
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