Pavel Alexandrovich Svedomsky (1849 - 1904) “The courtship”
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever.
Every man dies; not every man really lives.
The hardest thing in the world is choosing what matters.
When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment—their body is alive, there’s a light in their eyes, something—that makes you think, “I just really love you.” It’s a weird sensation to think this, but it’s pretty awesome that we can feel this way about another being.