Blessed?!

"I'm worse at what I do best,
And for this gift I feel blessed"

From the song "Smells like teen spirit" by Nirvana

Good Riddance?!

"The best way to get rid of them is to remind yourself of who you are!"

What if you cant remember yourself anymore? What if their reality is more solidated than yours?

Love is not a feeling

"Love is not a feeling, its an ability!"

~from the Movie "Dan in Real life"

Vulnerability, a Strength

"Vulnerability is the greatest strength a person can have. You can't experience life without feeling life. Being vulnerable to somebody you love is not a weakness, it's a strength. Sadness, joy, love, wonder--all feelings--come from a place of grounded strength that comes from trust in yourself.
We spend so much time trying to control our feelings out of fear that something may happen, that somebody may not love us, or walk away or die. It's only when you stop living in that fear of what other people might do to you or how they will react, only then are you free to be alive."

~Morton S. Pruce

Lover cum Tyrant

"A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover, but will sooner or later find a tyrant."

~Lord Byron

This is so true .... i wonder why!

Intelligence Directly Proportional to Pain

"Nature shows that with the growth of intelligence comes increased capacity for pain, and it is only with the highest degree of intelligence that suffering reaches its supreme point."

~Arthur Schopenhauer
About Arthur Schopenhauer

Of Suffering

Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one centre of pain. The paralysing immobility of a life every circumstance of which is regulated after an unchangeable pattern, so that we eat and drink and lie down and pray, or kneel at least for prayer, according to the inflexible laws of an iron formula: this immobile quality, that makes each dreadful day in the very minutest detail like its brother, seems to communicate itself to those external forces the very essence of whose existence is ceaseless change. Of seed-time or harvest, of the reapers bending over the corn, or the grape gatherers threading through thevines, of the grass in the orchard made white with broken blossoms or strewn with fallen fruit: of these we know nothing and can know nothing.

Excerpt from "De Profundis" by Oscar Wilde

Faith, an illogical Belief ?!

"Faith may be defined briefly as an illogical belief in the occurrence of the improbable. … A man full of faith is simply one who has lost (or never had) the capacity for clear and realistic thought. He is not a mere ass; he is actually ill. Worse, he is incurable, for disappointment, being essentially an objective phenomenon, cannot permanently affect his subjective infirmity. His faith takes on the virulence of a chronic infection. What he usually says, in substance, is this: "Let us trust in God, who has always fooled us in the past." "

~H. L. Mencken (1880–1956), U.S. journalist. Prejudices, ch. 14, "The Believer" (Third Series, 1922).

Memoir

"A man’s memory is bound to be a distortion of his past in accordance with his present interests, and the most faithful autobiography is likely to mirror less what a man was than what he has become."

~Fawn M. Brodie (1915–81), U.S. biographer. No Man Knows My History, ch. 19 (1945).