martes, 20 de abril de 2010

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.
- Mohandas Ghandi

martes, 13 de abril de 2010

"The idea of soul mates actually originated with Plato. Humans originally consisted of four arms, four legs and two faces. Zeus was threatened by their power and split them all in half, condemning us all to spend our lives trying to complete ourselves.”

- Bones

viernes, 9 de abril de 2010

"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."

- Mother Teresa

sábado, 6 de febrero de 2010

If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream.

- Martin Luther King, Jr.

lunes, 11 de enero de 2010

"No inventes, no engañes, no robes ni bebas; pero si inventas, inventate un mundo mejor; si engañas, engañale a la muerte; si robas, robate un corazón y si bebes, bebete los mejores momentos de tu vida".

- Hitch

domingo, 10 de enero de 2010

I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space!

- The Holiday

domingo, 3 de enero de 2010

"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love."
— Washington Irving