#scar

Ίσως βρισκόμαστε στον κόσμο για να ψάχνουμε τον έρωτα, να τον συναντάμε και να τον χάνουμε, ξανά και ξανά. Με κάθε έρωτα ξαναγεννιόμαστε και με κάθε έρωτα που τελειώνει ανοίγει και μια πληγή. Είμαι γεμάτη περήφανες ουλές. ↗

— Isabel Allende

#love #proud #rebirth #scar #world

Hate isn’t the opposite of love, apathy is. Hating doesn’t free you from feeling anything. You have to carry it around, using every scar, every little memory like a building block. Like a stone in a wall, until you’ve created a new person, a new life that you can live with. ↗

— Rasmenia Massoud

#feeling #hate #life #love #reinventing-yourself

What nonsense people talk about happy marriages!" exclaimed Lord Henry. " A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love

I wish to Heaven I was married," she said resentfully as she attacked the yams with loathing. "I'm tired of everlastingly being unnatural and never doing anything I want to do. I'm tired of acting like I don't eat more than a bird, and walking when I want to run and saying I feel faint after a waltz, when I could dance for two days and never get tired. I'm tired of saying, 'How wonderful you are!' to fool men who haven't got one-half the sense I've got, and I'm tired of pretending I don't know anything, so men can tell me things and feel important while they're doing it... I can't eat another bite. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#fool #marraige #married #men #o-hara

Cheap editions of great books may be delightful, but cheap editions of great men are absolutely detestable ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#wit #men

I am an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#lgbt #oscar-wilde #men

Men had suddenly become a scarce commodity, if not quite as sought after as rice. ↗

— John Burnham Schwartz

#men #scarcity #schwartz #the-commoner #love

Sobre su verdadera faz se ha puesto para el vulgo una careta de conveniencias corrientes. ¿Qué le importa a la multitud lo que nosotros somos y lo que en lo más íntimo de nuestro ser alimentamos? ↗

— Azorín

#cosas #inspirational #máscaras #realidad #tiempos

Scars speak more loudly than the sword that caused them. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#scars #inspirational

And as you see, poor Idris was...persuaded,shall we say? Yes,persuaded to tell me about Tyre and his own route back to Al-Kal'as from there. Faysal, reveal to her his pain." The Captain of the Guard dragged Idris forward. Faysal then ripped away his shirt, and Aminah gasped. Angry scars laced his bare chest, some of the burns still crusted and weeping. Tears tumbled down Aminah's face, but Idris did not raise his head to see them. "Forgive me" he mumered. ↗

— Michael O. Tunnell

#burns #caring #love #princess #scare