When I understand my enemy well enough to defeat him, then in that moment, I also love him.
-Ender's Game Movie
dear thomas,
this is the first letter i could remember writing. obviously, i don't know if i wrote any before the maze. but even if it's not my first, it's likely to be my last. i want you to know that i'm not scared. well, not of dying, anyway. it's more forgetting. it's losing myself to this virus, that's what scares me. so every night, i've been saying their names out loud. alby. winston. chuck. and i just repeat them over and over like a prayer, and it - and it all comes flooding back. just the little things like where the sun used to hit the glade at that perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. and i remember the taste of frypan's stew. i never thought i'd miss that stuff so much. and i remember you. from the first time you came up in the box, just a scared little greenie who couldn't even remember his own name. but from that moment you ran into the maze, i knew i would follow you anywhere. and i have. we all have. if i could do it all over again, i would. and i wouldn't change a thing. my hope for you: when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same. the future is in your hands now, tommy. i know you'lIl find a way to do what's right. you always have. take care of everyone for me. and take care of yourself. you deserve to be happy. thank you for being my friend. goodbye, mate.
newt.
Isn't it? People wait for us to confess, and we are waiting for them to confess. We don't let our feelings come out, but inside we all desperately want to tell them. We want people to know how we feel about them, but we want it without our telling them. If you keep waiting for the right moment to share things that are going through your head and heart, you will waste your entire life doing so. The moment will never arise for you unless you decide to take a stand.
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It doesn't have to be this way
In many Muslim cultures, when you want to ask them how they’re doing, you ask: in Arabic, Kayf haal-ik? or, in Persian, Haal-e shomaa chetoreh? How is your haal?
What is this haal that you inquire about? It is the transient state of one’s heart. In reality, we ask, “How is your heart doing at this very moment, at this breath?” When I ask, “How are you?” that is really what I want to know.
I am not asking how many items are on your to-do list, nor asking how many items are in your inbox. I want to know how your heart is doing, at this very moment. Tell me. Tell me your heart is joyous, tell me your heart is aching, tell me your heart is sad, tell me your heart craves a human touch. Examine your own heart, explore your soul, and then tell me something about your heart and your soul.
Tell me you remember you are still a human being, not just a human doing. Tell me you’re more than just a machine, checking off items from your to-do list. Have that conversation, that glance, that touch. Be a healing conversation, one filled with grace and presence.
Put your hand on my arm, look me in the eye, and connect with me for one second. Tell me something about your heart, and awaken my heart. Help me remember that I too am a full and complete human being, a human being who also craves a human touch.
Omid Safi
“I know. I know that I shall never again meet anything or anybody who will inspire me with passion. You know, it’s quite a job starting to love somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment, in the very beginning, when you have to jump across a precipice: if you think about it you don’t do it. I know I’ll never jump again.”
Jean-Paul Sartre
If I Must Die
If I must die,
you must live
to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings
(make it white with a long tail).
So that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye,
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze —
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself —.
Sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above,
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love.
If I must die
let it bring hope,
let it be a story.
Rıfat el-Arir
He did not know the truth of me, yet he had perceived something true about me that no one else had ever noticed. And in spite of that—or perhaps because of it—he believed me good, believed me worth taking seriously, and his belief, for one vertigi-nous moment, made me want to be better than I was.
Today I took out a rose and took out
petal by petal. AND
I was wondering, does he love me?
Or she doesn't love me
And on the last petal, she told me, If she loves me...
And in that moment
The beats of my heart
They felt stronger in my heart...❤️✨🌹
How wonderful it is to know that the same God who created the sun, oceans and galaxies, also believed that the world needs you?
Think about this for a moment ....
Remember that you have gained an identity whit your rights and wrongs
This life passes us by so quickly.
While we're stuck ruminating on
everything that's going wrong, overlooked.
You will never be this young again.
You will never experience today again, no matter
how good or bad it was.
Each passing moment cannot be reverted back and relived,
so thrive in the present and acknowledge your blessings.
Things may not be perfect but times like these will soon
become the good old days, too.
M.T 🤍🌼
“I always did something I was a little not ready to do. I think that’s how you grow. When there’s that moment of ‘Wow, I’m not really sure I can do this,’ and you push through those moments, that’s when you have a breakthrough.”
– 
Marissa Meyer
To love is not to seek love in a beautiful one, but to find yourself in an unexpected moment of a time that you do not know. 😍
~ Dostoyevski
Ruhunuzun derinliklerinde, serbest bırakılmayı bekleyen durdurulamaz bir güç yatıyor. Her nefeste, kaderinizi şekillendirme ve yolunuzdaki tüm engelleri aşma gücüne sahipsiniz. İçinizdeki ateşli özü kucaklayın, çünkü o, hayallerinizi ateşler ve sizi mükemmelliğe doğru iter. Şüphe ve korkunun üzerine çıkın, çünkü kaderinizde büyüklük var. İçinizde yaşayan binlerce savaşçının gücüne inanın. Bu anı kucaklayın, gücünüzü serbest bırakın ve bırakın dünya, somutlaştırdığınız olağanüstü güce tanıklık etsin. Başarıya giden yolculuğunuz yeni başladı ve durdurulamazsınız.
Bu enerjiyi hissettiniz mi?
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In the depths of your soul lies an unstoppable force, waiting to be unleashed. With each breath, you possess the power to shape your destiny and conquer any obstacle in your path. Embrace the fiery essence within you, for it ignites your dreams and propels you toward greatness. Rise above doubt and fear, for you are destined for greatness. Believe in the strength of a thousand warriors that resides within you. Embrace this moment, unleash your power, and let the world bear witness to the extraordinary force that you embody. Your journey towards success has just begun, and you are unstoppable.
Did you feel this energy?
Don’t speak. Wait till you hear what I have to say. It is quite true I have worshipped you with far more romance of feeling than a man should ever give to a friend. Somehow I have never loved a woman. I suppose I never had time. Perhaps, as Harry says, a really ‘grande passion‘ is the privilege of those who have nothing to do, and that is the use of the idle classes in a country. Well, from the moment I met you, your personality had the most extraordinary influence over me. I quite admit that I adored you madly, extravagantly, absurdly. I was jealous of everyone to whom you spoke. I wanted to have you all to myself. I was only happy when I was with you. When I was away from you, you were still present in my art. It was all wrong and foolish. It is all wrong and foolish still. Of course I never let you know anything about this. It would have been impossible. You would not have understood it; I did not understand it myself. One day I determined to paint a wonderful portrait of you. It was to have been my masterpiece. It is my masterpiece. But, as I worked at it, every flake and film of color seemed to me to reveal my secret. I grew afraid that the world could know of my idolatry. I felt, Dorian, that I had told too much. Then it was that I resolved never to allow the picture to be exhibited. You were a little annoyed; but then you did not realize all that it meant to me.
Oscar Wilde - 
Dorian Gray'in Portresi Sansürsüz halinden, Basil'in Dorian'a söyledikleri.
sufi
Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi says...
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you, don't go back to sleep!
You must ask for what you really want, don't go back to sleep!
People are going back and forth across the doorsill, the door is round and open,
don't go back to sleep!
I would love to kiss you, the price of kissing is your life.
Now, my loving is