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Quotes by Unknown Authors
"The life of this world is but a sport and a pastime."
"End of a matter is better than its beginning."
"Your value does not decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth."
"Remember when we used to laugh at old people when we were young? Do you recall what was so funny?"
"If you can't be thankful for what you receive be thankful for what you escape."
"If you speak things into existence, they will become real.."
"Bloom where you are planted."
"Pleasure is not pleasant unless it cost dear."
"Some perceive God in the heart by the intellect through meditation; others by the yoga of knowledge; and others by the yoga of work. Some, however, do not understand Brahman, but having heard from others, take to worship. They also transcend death by their firm faith to what they have heard."
"The artist doesn't see things as they are but as he is."
"Air of dustFor a moment I was a storm cloud,All righteous booming thunder;All sharp and pinning,Dazzling.Once the flashing fadedA sizzling prong sprang upwards.I was positively popped.The static situationStruck meNegatively, And I leaked out sulfur on the peopleWho dared hold up the sky.Strong storms are still bonelessAnd mostly all alone."
"I do not fear of death because my world had lost it's colour and I had lost my happiness. But life goes on. So, I decided to cover the pain I suffer with a shiny,bright smile.I might look happy but you do not know what's going on inside. It's scary what a smile can hide, right ?"
"The synopsis looked good, the cover looked nice, you opened the book and began a new life. You found a new home, you met some new friends, you kept on reading, hoping it ould never end. You danced through the pages, you sang out the words you felt all their joy, and all their pain and hurt. The pages cut your fingers, and the words cut your heart, like the author had a knife, and was tearing your soul apart. You laughed with the characters, and with them, you cried, you fell in love with them, too but with them, you died, and when the book reached its end, and your broken heart couldn't heal, you suddenly realized that its not real."
"In your haste you walk far too fast. And in doing so you often leave your soul behind."
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