jueves, 23 de agosto de 2012

No one is perfect... that's why pencils have erasers......


Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best......


When any fit of gloominess, or perversion of mind, lays hold upon you, make it a rule not to publish it by complaints........




You can overcome anything if you don't bellyache........



 A hug is like a boomerang - you get it back right away...............




Millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.................



 You can't wrap love in a box, but you can wrap a person in a hug...................



 It is not love that is blind, but jealousy....................



 He that is not jealous is not in love. ...........................


Jealousy in romance is like salt in food.  A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening...............



The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep..............



Let your tears come.  Let them water your soul.................



Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion.  I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward....................



When you have to make a choice and don't make it, that is in itself a choice......................



Life is the sum of all your choices........................



The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.....


The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live................



 Don't dig your grave with your own knife and fork......................


A diet is the penalty we pay for exceeding the feed limit........................



 One should eat to live, not live to eat.........................



Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare....................


 All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams....................



Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.......


 Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions.....................



The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary. .....................



Let's not forget that the little emotions are the great captains of our lives and we obey them without realizing it......................


Men are no more immune from emotions than women; we think women are more emotional because the culture lets them give free vent to certain feelings, "feminine" ones, that is, no anger please, but it's okay to turn on the waterworks.....................



Sadness is almost never anything but a form of fatigue.....................



Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you..................



 Feelings are much like waves, we can't stop them from coming but we can choose which one to surf......


 Melancholic madness strapped to your chest and you have no way of releasing the fear................


 There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved.  It is God's finger on man's shoulder.....



 Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.....................



Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.  To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.  To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. ..................



Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river...................



 Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly......................


 Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own..................


 Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. ............................



Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat...................

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