Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.
Respect is one of the greatest expressions of love.
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
Life will hit you hard in the face, wait for you to get back up just so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.
Put down your cell phones, put everything away, and feel your blood pulsing in you, feel your creative impulse, feel your own spirit, your heart, your mind. Feel the joy of being alive and free.
Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?
Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.
Man is condemned to be free.
Life is a useless passion.
I feel much better, now that I’ve given up hope.
It could be that the purpose of your life is only to serve as a warning to others.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
In order to rise From its own ashes A phoenix First Must Burn.
The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live – moreover, the only one.
I’m always a work in progress.
Everything you gain in life will rot and fall apart, and all that will be left of you is what was in your heart.
All good things must come to an end.
Life is fragile. We’re not guaranteed a tomorrow so give it everything you’ve got.
The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.