Miserable

The advantage of being a freak is it makes you stronger.

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Podemos vivir con dignidad...¿Morir con ella? Eso jamás.

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Friend: How are you?

Me: I'm not fine as in fine, but fine as in you don't have to worry about me.

Friend: I don't want you to be fine, I want you to be happy...

Me: I'm so sorry, I can't please you.

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El vicio es un error de cálculo en la búsqueda de la felicidad.

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When I read the old conversations I had with the person I loved, I can only think. How the hell could I be so cheesy?

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Life consists in the constant repetition of pleasure.

Schopenhauer.

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I chose respect.

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Life is not a book with a detailed beginning and end, so destiny is made of our actions … destiny is like a path, which we build slowly, and accidents happen when our path intersects with it From someone else at a bad time.

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I just want to go to sleep.

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Nothing more naively poetic to the luminous, on the pure forehead and the cheeks of virginal sharpness; While a tremor of passionate tears and a divine clarity of hope seemed at once to sink in the immensity of the astonished eyes.

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The soul, visible in the faint palpitation of the eyelids, surrendered in the half-open mouth with the almost painful delight of an ecstasy. A slight breath, which did not sigh, trembled on his lips.

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She looked at the shadow with wild desolation. That infinite darkness was the living image of her hell with no way out.

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Undeterred, from the night on which, under that fatal conviction, he had once again found himself there, alone with his conscience, the idea of ​​being hopelessly lost imposed his corrosive sharpness on him. Accustomed to the relentless analysis by temperament and habit, made to definitive confrontations with danger and pain, in that tremendous serenity that gives the domain of death, the passion suddenly revealed was of course a condemnation.

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The bodily solitude, the absence, in the end, has remedy and can be the way to perfection, the Celestial way. The loneliness that kills is what one carries with him in the soul.

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Isabel

William: Emilia, why do you think Isabel died?

Emilia: I do not know, my daughter just ceased to exist

William: My mother says that I should not feel sad about Isabel's death, she says that according to Jewish law, babies are not considered a person until they are eight days old, and since Isabel was only three days old, she was not a person

Emilia: Isabel was a person William, was a person just like you and me

William: You know, Buddhists believe in reincarnation, they say that when a person dies he returns as someone else

Emilia: Well I do not think so

William: I believe it, when I grow up I will be a Buddhist, so I will never cease to exist, and maybe one day find Isabel ... Emilia, when I find her, do you want me to let you know?

Emilia: Yes, I would like that, please do it.

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People unable to love, which is the vast majority, are characterized by two false beliefs: the vulgarity of love, and the selfishness of women.

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En ese momento uno de los invitados, un hombre que me habían presentado al entrar y cuyo nombre ya olvidé, me susurro al oído: -Morir de amor nunca es vulgar.

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What is music more than the companion and guide of the soul in its journey through life?