In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.
I don’t want to live, I want to love first and live incidentally.
Dark things have always existed but they used to be in a proper balance with good when life was slower.
Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.
A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.
You take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing, no one to blame.
You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try.
You have to be able to make a real creative life for Yourself, before you can expect anyone Else to provide one ready-made for you.
You have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give.
Yes, I was thinking: we live without a future. That’s what’s queer: with our noses pressed to a closed door.
Why can’t I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is most becoming?
