“All our opinions are false and don’t matter in the grand scheme of things. We live ,we die. We as individuals don’t matter in this world ,we will be a memory if anyone does remember us. We will be lucky.But soon , our memory will die with them and maybe someone will utter our name in passing in this age of technology ,as a footnote to something that grabbed more of their attention. Ultimately in this world our lives do not matter. So why do we feel we are in a one man play? Why do we want to accomplish so much just to be bellowed as heroes or heroines, to be adored or thought highly of by other people who do not even have favorable opinions of themselves? You see the truth is that the trace we leave In this world do not matter in this world, the track we leave in this world is what matters in the afterlife and it will be mirror in the memory of your future. Everything we do today is either for our own comforts or to avoid discomfort we are living in a perpetual state of pleasing ourselves , self gratification and being busy bodies for the momentarily exhalation of relief that will almost always follow up with a crisis. No one will have a continuous state of bliss as the pendulum swings up it will eventually come down before it comes back up again, yet we act surprised and devastated. This life is a perpetual test to try to develop and polish your outlook and inner life so you may be the lucky ones to develop the acuteness to see this world for what it is, and not lose that vision. An illusion of forms presenting the beauty and ugliness of our souls to us on a platter and tempting us to forget we are mortal. You don’t finish school when you graduate with that degree. You finish school when you die.”

“If I could count the infinity of youI’d place each second within your soul,and lay my breath between the starsthat form your heart and whole.”

“I sometimes wish that the two of us would have first gotten to know each other later.”

“We all have dark times!”

“Bo ja lubię do Ciebie pisać. Z różnych powodów. Między innymi dlatego, że chcę, żebyś wiedziała, że myślę o Tobie. To dość egoistyczna pobudka, ale nie mam zamiaru jej wypierać. A myślę dużo i często. Właściwie myśli o Tobie towarzyszą mi w każdej sytuacji. I nie masz pojęcia jak bardzo jest mi z tym dobrze. A przy okazji wymyślam różne rzeczy. Z którymi też przeważnie jest mi dobrze. Bo bardzo wysoko cenię fakt, że zaistniałaś w moim życiu. Ostatnio z resztą trudno używać słów takich jak “cenię”. Ostatnio czasami wydaje mi się, że sława są za małe. Dlatego dziękuję Ci. Dziękuję Ci z całą powagą i nieuchronnym lekkim wzruszeniem za to, że jesteś. I że ja mogę być.”

“Ήθελε να τον ρωτήσει αν θα άντεχε να την κοιτάει έτσι για το υπόλοιπο της ζωής τους ή αν θα κουραζόταν, όταν θα συνειδητοποιούσε ότι ήταν τελικά μια απλή γυναίκα και ότι τα μυστήρια που εντόπιζε ο ίδιος δεν ήταν παρά μια δική του επινόηση. Κοίταξε το ποτάμι, τα δέντρα και έπειτα τη γη στα πόδια της, και σκέφτηκε, ναι, αυτό θα πρέπει σίγουρα να είναι η ανθρώπινη ιστορία. Να ξεφορτώνεσαι και το τελευταίο σου μυστικό στο μυαλό ενός άντρα και να μην ξέρεις αν θα πνιγεί, αν θα ανθίσει ή αν θα χαθεί στο χώμα.”

“Life remains a blessing Although you cannot bless.”

“I wonder the world desperate to find the edge of myself.”

“To have a story of a spiritual trailblazer is to have a story of discovering new spiritual concepts.”

“Exaggerate the essential. Sometimes the art of existence depends on how you exaggerate the essential.”

“Family is the foundation of life.”

“To have a story of liberation can only those who are aware of their captivity.”

“There is something between the call of the wild and the need to know what’s all this behind.”

“I have two pockets, each contains a piece of papers with writing on it, but I only put money in my left pocket,” he said in reply.On the piece of paper in my right pocket, I wrote I am nothing but dust and ashes. THe piece of paper in my left pocket, where I keep my money, says: I am the manifestation of God on Earth. Whenever I see misery and injustice, I put my hand in my left pocket and try to help. Whenever I come up against laziness and indolence, I put my hand in my right pocket and find I have nothing to give. In this way, I manage to balance the material and the spiritual worlds. p 148”

“I have two pockets, each contains a piece of papers with writing on it, but I only put money in my left pocket,” he said in reply.”On the piece of paper in my right pocket, I wrote I am nothing but dust and ashes. The piece of paper in my left pocket, where I keep my money, says: I am the manifestation of God on Earth. Whenever I see misery and injustice, I put my hand in my left pocket and try to help.Whenever I come up against laziness and indolence, I put my hand in my right pocket and find I have nothing to give. In this way, I manage to balance the material and the spiritual worlds.” The Devil & Miss Prym pg 148”