Anyone can become angry—that is easy. But to be angry with the right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose, and in the right way—this is not easy.
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| — | Aristotle |
Gosto de quem tem foco, sabe? De quem sabe o que quer e não se deixa intimidar pelas dificuldades. Admiro quem sabe pedir desculpas, quem sabe voltar atras. Gosto de gente que sabe chorar. Odeio homem que se faz de macho, tão macho, que é incapaz de admitir que precisa do amor de uma mulher para ser feliz. Porque de verdade, todos nós sabemos que vodka e sexo não preenchem o vazio provocado por uma tarde de domingo ociosa. A vida não se resume a uma solidão forjada. Admiro quem sabe viver um amor de verdade, sem medo, sem máscaras. Gosto de quem é de carne, osso, e é claro, sentimento.
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| — | Stephani Ignatti (via meupassadonostalgico) |
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
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| — | Albert Camus (via girlwithoutwings) |
“The entire world was like a palace with countless rooms whose doors opened into one another. We were able to pass from one room to the next only by exercising our memories and imaginations, but most of us, in our laziness, rarely exercised these capacities, and forever remained in the same room.”
Orhan Pamuk
The sight of snow made her think how beautiful and short life is and how, in spite of all their enmities, people have so very much in common; measured against eternity and the greatness of creation, the world in which they lived was narrow. That’s why snow drew people together. It was as if snow cast a veil over hatreds, greed, and wrath and made everyone feel close to one another.
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Orhan Pamuk, Snow (via snowpopper) |
