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Life without decency is unbearable. ↗

— Albert Nobbs

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When you're about to die, your whole life's supposed to flash before your eyes. When you fall in true love, on the other hand, what you see in the twinkling of an eye is your entire future. ↗

— Tom Holt

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Life Everyday with No Regrets, So you don't Regret it One day. ↗

— Samer Chidiac

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To you I speak with much hesitation about suffering. . . . But there is an introduction to suffering which comes with the birthpains of Love. And in such suffering one finds for the first time how deep and profound is the nature and meaning of life. And in such suffering one sees, as if one’s eye were newly opened upon a blinding light, . . . And there too is suffering, but there, above all, is peace and victory. ↗

— Thomas Kelly

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I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today......:) ↗

— Stela do Patrocínio

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Life, like love, holds many secrets for us to discover. Some we unearth early on. Others take us most of our days to stumble upon, even though they are hidden in plain sight. ↗

— Roy L. Pickering Jr.

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Everything has its own equilibrium point. ↗

— Nithisup

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-But you don't really mean to say that you couldn't love me if my name wasn't Earnest? -But your name is Earnest. -Yes, I know it is. But supposing it was something else? ... -Ah! That is clearly a metaphysical speculation, and like most metaphysical speculations has very little reference at all to the actual facts or real life, as we know them. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

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I made these sonnets out of wood; I gave them the sound of that opaque pure substance, and that is how they should reach your ears. Walking in forests or on beaches, along hidden lakes, in latitudes sprinkled with ashes, you and I have picked up pieces of pure bark, pieces of wood subject to the comings and goings of water and the weather. Out of such softened relics, then, with hatchet and machete and pocketknife, I built up these lumber piles of love, and with fourteen boards each I built little houses, so that your eyes, which I adore and sing to, might live in them. Now that I have declared the foundations of my love, I surrender this century to you: wooden sonnets that rise only because you gave them life. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

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Ternyata kamu masih selalu kalah oleh keadaan. Lihat, bahkan memaksa kodok berdiri tegap masih lebih mudah daripada mengakuiku. Karena setiap mereka tanya siapa aku, kamu akan terdiam, paling tidak menarik nafas. Jadi mana mungkin kamu mengundangku datang ke rumahmu yang besar, yang hanya berisikan banyak pertanyaan? ↗

— Zarry Hendrik

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