Author of quotes: 'neill Joy. Page 5

I really didn't think that was possible. What happens kind of love. And now seeing him suffer, I am convinced that no one except you, Gabi, unable to help him. Depriving yourself of communication with you completely, he blocked off access to oxygen and that had given him strength in battle. Now no one protects it, as before. It may not be you, husband, can not openly love you now. But your support, your friendship can give him strength, and give faith in the future.

You are wrong. Love is the only thing that awakens in us is the human side. It's the feeling that, despite the emotions, is able to breathe life into the dying. To breathe the belief in the lost in the darkness of the soul. Banishing inner demons. And if you have that feeling, Express a doubt. Leave anger, love. Love till your heart is beating, don't be afraid and don't listen to anybody but yourself. Only you know what is important to you and important. Only you know with whom you want to grow old. So go for it! Rise above it all and stronger. We have one life, no other way...

You know, sometimes even those who are connected with one destiny, break all the striving of the universe to join them. They, over and over again, killing any opportunity to give life to finally make them happy. Fear whether it is before a joint future, or fear for what, in the end, all the waiting will be in vain, and the reality show, how much it differs from the dreams and fantasies I don't know. Anyway, the result is one: people run away from their happiness in search of something more simple, more accessible. Someone is going to break. Doubts, and pour oil on the fire will only exacerbate the situation, bringing to a complete fiasco and a point that so often ended with ellipses ...

It's been two months, and you look like you've died since then. It is wrong. Your life isn't over, Gabi!
Gabrielle turned to face her mother.
- No, not over. But some part of me is definitely dead and we the other part of me mourned her. Let us calmly to plunge into sorrow, mother.
- Nonsense! Better now to put an end than the eternal ellipsis! I know you're hurting, but you must understand, little one, life goes on. The illusion of a fairy tale, only destroyed. After all this your love by correspondence was nothing more than a Mirage, a beautiful fairytale illusion of love, you know?
- Yes, what's the difference what, mom? A tale, fiction or reality. When it's here - Gaby poked himself in the chest. - Does it hurt for real.

Tell me, who are the people we know? Take any woman. It can be with you anything. But you never know what it really is. Your attitude is based on how you feel you from communicating with her. You close your eyes and remember it is your communication. And here, you're either good or bad. And no matter next this person or not. You either want this communication, or not. And everything else is an addition to the integrity of the picture. I haven't seen Gaby in person, but over the years, her letters, imbued with emotions of joy, sorrow, happiness and pain became my. All that has been written to each other - was experienced together. She's my soulmate. The same. That it stretches my soul. Christopher smiled and slapped each other on the shoulder. Is life, and life is capable in all the wonders and quirks, remember that.

Time goes fleeting through my fingers, and that's irreplaceable. Yes, war is terrible and it scares me. I mourn all of the dead, but that doesn't mean you have to give up on yourself and give up the pleasure that gives us life. Look, Gabriel: each of us has a path destined to us by fate long before our birth. And I'd rather follow that path and live than to do nothing and bury myself alive. Right now you need to learn to appreciate what you got. Every minute, every moment. After all, who knows whether we will Wake up tomorrow?

We do not choose our destiny. She is destined for us, born with us. And every action is only a small puzzle to the integrity of the final paintings at the end of our journey. And we collect it by touch, without looking, from pieces called experience. Trying to trust my intuition, hoping that she will show us the right path, many make the mistake of hastening events and literally pushing puzzles, not paying attention to what they fit, but the picture is not glued, does not hold and falls apart. People are indignant at something blame others but not themselves. And is just to stand still, and pay attention to the fact that everything has its time and pieces you need to collect, carefully picking up one-to-one: for the strength, for power, for balance. And then, everything goes exactly as you need. Fate will smile, sigh and give all that was prepared for you from the first seconds of life. You will only enjoy the harmony that the universe is so hard for you and planned the whole time.