A flower never blooms in a hurry so live a life slowly but beautifully.
February 22, 2017
Your mistake is that you`ve concluded life is short, so you treat it as if it`s precious, like a pretty little princess. Bullshit! Everyone`s life is short. Quit feeling sorry for yourself. Fuck it. Treat it like a cheap hooker. Ask crazy shit from it, and you`ll get more out of life than you could have ever wanted, imagined, or deserved.
Posted by Tihan at 5:41 AM
February 21, 2017
Before the season begins, I had even damaged some frames, but Ken did not hold it against me and kept all his confidence. He was the one who incontestably changed my life, because without his help, I do not know what I will have become.
February 19, 2017
The thought went through my mind that we should film ourselves in our sexual act, and project our frenzied copulation permanently onto the walls of the tea-room, as a lesson to wake up the boring people who drank tea here, and to show them what life was really all about.
Posted by Tihan at 5:52 AM
February 18, 2017
February 17, 2017
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36 As it is written: "For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered." 37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Posted by Tihan at 5:36 AM
A feeling struck me one fine day that people call ?love?,Before that my life was empty, all I had was loneliness and sorrow?I loved the way it felt being with him, for I felt up above,Now everything was complete and nothing remained hollow?That person who cupid made me fall for, was a God descended from heavens,I loved him with all I had, a true heart and a pure soul?I thought I achieved the meaning of life, never did I felt so glad,But when he left me amidst a chaos, I had no one with me to console?I cried, it hurt, I wept and screamed, everyone called me ?mad?,And still I wonder if in my life, that actually was his role?But a string still binds me to my past of untold vow,Some unsaid promises that linger between us even now,Although I don`t know where he went after that fateful day?I still try to convince myself every day, I know how,Each moment has been tough, each day a new challenge?Each hour passed as if it was my heart that always allowed,One more day to live without him, one more day to cherish?One more day to spend without the love of my life somehow,But he doesn`t know that one day, the girl herself would perish?Who loved him and lived each day of her life in his wait,For the man who never returned, for the man who wasn`t in her fate?
February 16, 2017
February 15, 2017
February 14, 2017
And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
Why me?" she asked, holding on to him."Because you cared," he whispered. "You cared so much for your people, it broke your heart to see the pack in ruins. You cared so much for your mother, you risked your life for hers. You cared enough to save someone who wanted you dead. And because you walk like a queen.
/Annette Curtis Klause/
/Annette Curtis Klause/
Posted by Tihan at 5:02 AM
February 13, 2017
I think," said my neighbour, her chin very high in the air (and still spiffed, I am glad to say) "that women who`ve never married and never had children have missed out on the central experiences of life. They are emotionally crippled."Now what am I supposed to say to that? I ask you. That women who`ve never won the Nobel Peace Prize have also experienced a serious deprivation? It`s like taking candy from a baby; the poor thing isn`t allowed to get angry, only catty. I said, "That`s rude, and silly," and helped her to mashed potatoes....."You can`t catch a man.""That`s why I`ll never be abandoned," said I. Fortunately she did not hear me. Did I say taking candy from babies? Rather, eating babies, killing babies, abandoning babies. So sad, so easy.
Posted by Tihan at 5:56 AM