Wise thoughts about life in poetry
You wanted wisdom from me - Inquisitive and important doubt; And I waited for the raptures of the chants, the cheerful and clear fire.
When the sun of the day is bright above us, I do not want either night or eclipse, But in the flame of calm burning, My incense floats, keeping a prayer.
The quiet azure accepts him. The heart does not have frankincense, gold, or myrrh. My tunes are joyful and peaceful,
They know no tears, no thunderstorms, no storms. An enthusiastic impulse of the soul, rise again And light up on the altar of song! Communication is important - this is life, Communication is breathing! Life is not easy, but you hold on, Because life is a test! What is the meaning of life - a rhetorical question that every thinker carries with him. And the point is to find meaning. By saving yourself, you save the world. What a pity that we were not given two lives, We would have lived one like a draft... It doesn’t matter what was destined there, What vicissitudes awaited us. And, here, taking the second one as a blank sheet, We would rewrite it completely and we would have a life that the Gods had never even dreamed of... And there would be no place in it for enemies, For envy, betrayal, sadness... In it We would all find our love, If only we knew everything in advance. But, alas, we cannot see two lives, So that we can live one like a draft... And therefore I want to wish you, So that you be more careful with the one that is... Oh friend, you are dragging out your life, withering uselessly, Bent to the ground like a young poplar; The fresh beauty of your branches has faded, And the leaves are covered with dust and dew. Oh, how long will you be sad and bent? Look, spring has come, your bonds are not strong, Arise and rise like a trembling pillar, making noise in the blue ether with your peak!
Alexey Tolstoy The little blue ball soars in the Universe, Receives messages from the Sun and Heaven, Filling earthlings with imperishable love, But people do not heed the Voice of the Universe.
The backpacks on our backs are full of sins, What we carry through life is a legacy to our descendants... We take off the “tops” in the “golden” days, And after that we wander with a wretched knapsack...
We do not think in anger about who the blow from the sword brought by us is intended for. With the loss of something empty, we cry uncontrollably, And we meet happiness with empty eyes.
Let's keep this floating ball, Cleansing both the souls and the mortal body with sincere prayer, a painful song, and a meaningful word, and a worthwhile deed!
Irina Tetercheva
Wise thoughts about life in poetry
Not to know sadness, grief in life, Happiness illuminates our path - To a beautiful world where two people will be able to comprehend the essence of truth. They will learn a simple truth - To live whole in spirit, for others, To love nature, earthly life And to illuminate the path for everyone. Do everything with a good wish, Not just and not somehow, But only with a pure soul - Illuminating the path with Love. Wishing love and happiness to people. On a new, bright day, believe in us. That we will overcome everything, we will change everything, And happiness is in our own hands. There is little merit in living with the meek in peace, And in being generous with those who repay debts. Try to get along with the enemy who lives alone in the apartment with you under the roof. Do not offend your family and friends, repay your enemies with good, do not rise among the lowly, love friends, enemies and know that your evil will return to you, listen to folk wisdom: “Don’t spit in the well, you will have to drink,” Remember this more often. My life
It’s as if my life is doomed to suffering; Grief and melancholy blocked my path; As if life with joy was forever separated, My chest was exhausted from melancholy and from wounds. It’s as if I’ve had my share of suffering in life; I have had an unenviable lot in life. I have already endured a lot in life, my soul is languishing from melancholy and grief. The distance promises misty joy and happiness, And when I get there, I can only hear sighs and tears. Suddenly a thunderstorm comes, strong thunder roars and destroys magical, sweet dreams. I guessed and understood life’s deception, I don’t complain about my unenviable lot. The soul does not suffer from melancholy and from wounds, No one will help either suffering or grief. Meaning of life
I have been looking for the meaning of life for so many years and I haven’t found it... but thoughts have appeared: For a person there is no meaning in life... Don’t believe me?... Look for the meaning of life... There is only one life, and oddly enough, Surprisingly good. Even though sometimes it is foggy, We must live without regret! The sun during the day, and the stars at night, There is winter, spring and summer... Someone created a bright autumn, Even though it is enveloped in dampness! Yes, sometimes life is difficult, And for some it’s easy now... Still, we have one life, Paradise, it’s somewhere far away. But there is no need to worry, Even if life is difficult. You need to love and cherish life, Because there is ONE life!!! There are people who, believing in an empty fog, dream that happiness would be easy and fun to sit next to them and dangle their legs: Like, here I am, take it and put it in your pocket!
Oh, if only they knew a completely different happiness: When, suffocated from the heights, You can suddenly give people something excited, something in which both work and your dreams are merged!
Eduard Asadov Beautiful life with dreams of summer, Beautiful thoughts with a beautiful plot, Beautiful songs with a beautiful dream, Beautiful days where you are next to me. Maybe one day I will reveal the secrets, And maybe you will forget about it... Yes, I close myself off from the white light, And I interrupt the thoughts of the plot... Beautiful songs, where there are words about victory, Beautiful colors, what they write to us about summer, Beautiful dances, saturated light, Beautiful thoughts open to the sky...
Wise thoughts about life in poetry
Don’t put off happiness for later; the main thing in happiness is not business or career. There are so many instructive examples in life - money does not bring happiness to the house! Don’t put off tenderness for later, because its spring never runs dry. It’s a pity that we understand this too late, and besides, we don’t have enough time. Do not put off loyalty until later - there is no such thing as too much stolen... He who has been burned, of course knows: you cannot drive out betrayal with a whip. Life cannot be hidden under a fig leaf; in it, sometimes passions rule, sometimes adversity. Loyalty with tenderness is great happiness. Don't leave it for later. Don't put off happiness until later. You need this, not someone else. Be happy now, this minute in life, and not in a golden castle! How often we make mistakes in life, We lose those we value, Trying to please strangers, Sometimes we run away from our neighbors. We elevate those who are not worthy of us, And we betray the most faithful, To the one who abandoned us, We go again for help. We despise those who are honest with us, We forgive everything to the enemy, We expect an apology from a friend. We don’t suffer someone else’s pain, we give ours to someone else. We only notice our own heart, We ourselves will break another’s. We leave those who love, To those who are not waiting for us at all. In the empty we find beauty, And we drink the sweet honey of deception. So we lose our happiness, And we follow the ghost. It’s so difficult for us to understand everything, We realize everything so late... I wish I could learn to SEE the good in cloudy days, I wish I could see a smile among hundreds of frowning faces. Without fearing anything, without blaming anyone or anything, I would like to play with fate and preferably not in a blitz game.
I wish I could learn to BELIEVE cheerful and kind poems, And in my dreams, flying into the past, thousands of miles away, Taking a girl by the hand, following on the heels of Happiness, Kissing in the entrance and thinking that this is serious.
I would like to learn to LISTEN, and best of all, to understand both myself and others, drowning out the mental pain. An unbearable burden that we cannot lift will turn out to be weightless if there is love in the heart.
I wish I could learn to LIVE, never in a hurry, to admire the surf and the seagull circling in the sky. And breathing deeply in the salty air... Enjoy the moment with a short name - LIFE!
Wise thoughts about life in poetry
All Life at the beginning is just a blank sheet, the whitest strip of paper. There are no diagrams, pictures, not a drop of gloss, You are the judge of your own destiny, an artist.
You are a director, you are a genius, you are a creator, You create, plan, summarize, Sometimes you distort so many destinies that it is impossible for a lie to find an end.
But Life cannot be lived on a draft, (Try one thing, then another), You cannot correct the past, the past, There is only one Life, and every Moment is precious.
Yes, Life is complicated, there are no firm guarantees. Everything mixed: comedy and drama. She is a ball of guile and deception, But there is nothing more beautiful than Life! Do not be shy to live openly, Without fear of sudden thunderstorms, To stand over a dead chick, Without hiding bitter tears.
Don’t be shy to be a hospitable eccentric and trust the cuckoo’s fortune-telling in the forest at night.
Do not hesitate to serenely Sing about your joy And the desperate and sinners Do not judge your friends.
Drink the cup of friendship, drink. Sit in a circle, remembering no evil. Do not be shy, do not spare Revelation and warmth!
And don’t delude yourself that the road is far... Hurry up to be surprised Life is quite short...
Poems about the meaning of life
16.07.2020
Many poems have been written about the meaning of life and we have selected the best of them. Our collection includes short and long poems, beautiful and sad, but all of them are certainly heartfelt, some are even very touching... to the point of tears. We must also understand that each person has his own meaning in life and there are people with a meaning that is close to us.
We hope you find good poems that are easy to learn and that will help you in life!
Short verse
I know a lot, and I don’t know a lot, I have seen life, but how to comprehend the essence? I gradually understand the meaning, That God is inside us and that’s the point!
E. Yevtushenko - There are no uninteresting people in the world
(modern classic)
There are no uninteresting people in the world. Their destinies are like the stories of the planets. Each one has everything special, its own, and there are no planets similar to it.
And if someone lived inconspicuously and became friends with this inconspicuousness, he was interesting among people by his very uninterestingness.
Everyone has their own secret personal world. There is the best moment in this world. There is the most terrible hour in this world, but all this is unknown to us.
And if a person dies, his first snow dies with him, and his first kiss, and his first fight... He takes all this with him.
Yes, books and bridges, cars and artists’ canvases remain, yes, much is destined to remain, but something goes away anyway!
This is the law of the ruthless game. It is not people who die, but worlds. We remember people, sinful and earthly. What did we really know about them?
What do we know about brothers, about friends, what do we know about our only one? And about our own father, although we know everything, we know nothing.
People are leaving... They cannot be brought back. Their secret worlds cannot be revived. And every time I want to scream again from this irrevocability.
And I'm just living
And I just live... And I just love... Opening my arms to life. I pray, I fear, I breathe and seize every moment. I just want happiness! I don’t feel sorry for myself, giving someone warmth, Even if it doesn’t come back. I want people around me to be lucky! Their smile will resonate with me too. I want to trust without reproaches, insults, and from somewhere I have strength. If life is complicated, life will answer us instantly, you simply tell it: THANK YOU!
Never give up
Never, never, never give up, No matter how difficult it is to go through life. Having fallen to your knees, rise from your knees again, To reach the goal by gritting your teeth!
Never, never judge anyone, so that you yourself will not be judged then. Try to understand, and having understood, forgive, God is the only judge of your offenders!
Never, never regret anything, Even if you weren’t able to do everything you wanted to do. It all depends on you: if you want, you can do it, and all the obstacles will be left behind!
Never regret what happened. Unfortunately, we can’t return the days of the past. Never wish for what will be, The path of the days to come is not yet known to us.
Never, never accumulate grievances, Let fate punish your offenders. It is not possible for them to understand that by offending others, they initially offend themselves.
Never, never be ashamed of your loved ones to confess your love and create miracles. May you be protected by Love and God throughout your life. May only kindness live in your heart!
Kipling - The Commandment of Life
Control yourself among the confused crowd, Cursing you for the confusion of everyone, Believe in yourself in spite of the universe, And forgive those of little faith their sin; Let the hour not strike, wait without getting tired, Let the liars lie, do not condescend to them; Learn to forgive and do not seem, when forgiving, to be more generous and wiser than others.
Learn to dream without becoming a slave to dreaming, And to think without deifying thoughts; Meet success and reproach equally, Not forgetting that their voice is deceitful; Stay quiet when your own word cripples the rogue in order to catch fools, When your whole life is destroyed and again You must recreate everything from the basics.
Know how to gamble in joyful hope everything that you have accumulated with difficulty, Lose everything and become a beggar as before And never regret it, Know how to force your heart, nerves, body to serve You when everything in your chest has been empty for a long time, everything has burned out And only the Will says: “Go!”
Stay simple when talking with kings, Be honest when talking to the crowd; Be straight and firm with enemies and friends, Let everyone consider you in their own time; Fill every moment of the hours and days with meaning, the elusive run, - Then you will accept the whole world as your possession. Then, my son, you will be a Man!
Short verse
Instead of the sun, I can’t illuminate the whole world, I can’t open the door into the mystery of existence. In the sea of thoughts I found a pearl of meaning, But I can’t drill it out of fear.
The meaning of life is in the little things
The meaning of life is in the little things: Dinner together by candlelight, A rose in the bedroom at dawn, A necessary phrase in the Testament, Joy as children laugh, Flames in grandfather’s ovens.
The meaning of life is in the little things... A shawl in the chapel on the shoulders, A touch of crazy lips, A fleeting vision, Like a breath of wind, A face in the sun's rays.
The meaning, maybe, is in the little things... Maybe in sweet speeches, Maybe in a bell or a knock, Believe it or not, and in idle boredom, In waiting, even in torment, In relationships “by swords.”
The meaning of life is in the little things?.. But I would like big, my own, and not someone else’s, Happiness, truly earthly, So that it would overflow!.. But go and find out: In the little things, I’m afraid, it will melt away, And no one will know the Meaning of life in the little things...
I. Brodsky - Butterfly (long verse with deep meaning)
Should I say you're dead? But you only lived for a day. How much sadness there is in the Creator’s joke! I can barely pronounce “vein” - the unity of the date of birth and when you crumbled in my handful, I am embarrassed to subtract one of the two quantities within the day.
II
Because days are nothing to us. Just nothing. You can’t pin them down, and you can’t make them food for the eyes: against a white background, without having a body, they are invisible. Days, they are like you; or rather, what can weigh reduced ten times one of the days?
III
Should I say that you don’t exist at all? But what is in my hand that is so similar to you? and color is not the fruit of non-existence. According to whose prompting the paints are applied anyway? It is unlikely that I, a muttering lump of words alien to color, would have been able to imagine this palette.
IV
On your wings there are pupils, eyelashes - are they beautiful birds, fragments of whose birds, tell me, are these faces, a flying portrait? Tell me, what kind of particles or grains does a still life show: things, fruits? and even fishing the trophy is stretched out.
V
Perhaps you are a landscape, and if I take a magnifying glass, I will find a group of nymphs, a dance, a beach. Is it as bright there as during the day? Or is it as dull there as at night? and what light rose into the sky in it? whose figures are in it? Tell me, from what nature was it made?
VI
I think that you are both this and that: stars, faces, features of objects in you. Who was that jeweler who, without frowning, put on them in miniature that world that drives us crazy, takes us in pincers, where you, like the thought of a thing, we are the thing itself.
VII
Tell me, why was such a pattern given to you just for a day in the land of lakes, whose amalgam stores space for future use? And you - deprives you of the chance in such a short time to get into the net, to flutter in the palm of your hand, to captivate the pupil at the moment of the chase.
VIII
You won’t answer me not because you are shy or out of malice, and not because you are dead. Whether alive or dead, every creature of God, as a sign of kinship, is given a voice for communication, singing: prolonging a moment, a minute, a day.
IX
And you - you are deprived of this pledge. But, strictly speaking, it’s better this way: why the hell should I be in debt to heaven, on the register. Do not be distressed if your age and your weight are worthy of muteness: sound is also a burden. More incorporeal than time, more soundless you are.
X
Without feeling, without living up to fear, you hover lighter than dust over the flowerbed, beyond the prison-like with its suffocation of the past and the future, and therefore when you fly into the meadow wanting food, the air itself suddenly takes shape.
XI
This is what the pen does, sliding along the smooth surface of the lined notebook, not knowing about the fate of its line, where wisdom and heresy are mixed, but trusting in the pushes of the hand, in whose fingers speech beats completely silently, not removing dust from the flower, but the weight from the shoulders.
XII
Such beauty and such a short period, when combined, make one’s mouth twist with a guess: it cannot be stated more clearly that in fact the world was created without a goal, and if with it, then we are not the goal. Entomologist friend, there are no needles for light and no needles for darkness.
XIII
Shall I say goodbye to you? what is the shape of the day? there are people whose minds are stricken with oblivion; but look: the only reason for this is that behind them they have not days with a bed for two, not dense dreams, not the past - but clouds of your sisters!
XIV
You are better than Nothing. Or rather: you are closer and more visible. Inside, you are one hundred percent related to him. In your flight it reached the flesh; and therefore, in the hustle and bustle of the day, you are worthy of a glance as an easy barrier between him and me.
Short verse by O. Khayam
I came into the world, but the sky was not alarmed. I died, but the radiance of the luminaries was not multiplied. And no one told me why I was born and why my life was hastily destroyed.
Vysotsky: Let's save the guy
We’ll save the guy, send the guy to an orphanage for education! Free to teach, free to feed, free to eat!..
Life is like water, I have always led a reckless life. Everything is nonsense, except the most terrible trial. Everything is nonsense, except the most terrible trial.
They will give you everything, they will sing everything to you - be diligent. And for a salary they give the most tender caresses.
I have always led a life without work - a reckless life. Everything is nonsense, except the most terrible trial. Everything is nonsense, except the most terrible trial.
Vysotsky - About meaning
On the road - quickly! Or - lie down in a coffin. Yes! The choice before us is limited. We are doomed to a slow life - We are chained to it for fidelity.
And some believed in a hurry - Believed without looking back, stupidly. But is this life when in chains? But is it really a choice if it’s constrained?
The mercy shown to us is insidious, Like the potion of crazy soothsayers: Death from our own is hidden behind a stone, And behind us is also death, but from strangers.
The soul is frozen, the body is numb, And we are silent, like dummy pawns, And shame looks into the dirty windshield and grins in a crooked smile.
And if the shackles were broken, then we would gnaw the throat of the One who guessed to chain Us with the bonds of chains to the vaunted life.
Are we really hoping for something? Or maybe the chain is too tough for us? Why do we knock on the gates of heaven with our knuckles on the forged brackets?
We were offered a way out of the war, But this is the price they charged: We are sentenced to a long life Through guilt, through shame, through treason!
But is life worth such a price?! The road is not over! Calmly! And aside from that big war, it is still possible to die with dignity.
And it’s too early to equate us with swamp slime - We don’t build nests for rot! We will not die a painful life - We would rather live a certain death!
Tyutchev: Insomnia
Hours of monotonous battle, A weary night's tale! The language is foreign to everyone and understandable to everyone, like conscience!
Who among us listened without melancholy, Among the world's silence, The dull groaning of time, The prophetic farewell voice?
It seems to us: the orphaned world has been overtaken by an irresistible Doom - And we, in the struggle, are abandoned by the whole nature to ourselves.
And our life stands before us, Like a ghost on the edge of the earth, And with our century and friends It grows pale in the gloomy distance...
And a new, young tribe, meanwhile, blossomed in the sun, And we, friends, and our time have long been forgotten!
Only occasionally, a sad ritual Performed at the midnight hour, Metal's funeral voice Sometimes mourns us!
Long touching poem about life
The young years are wonderful, When, without knowing any loss, We begin to study pictures of life and nature! When the star of sunsetless hope burns affably And an incomprehensible voice tells us so many desires; When we are delighted by the struggle and the famous feat, and the artless story about the long-forgotten antiquity, and the darkness of the night, and the shine of the sun, and the radiance of the morning dawn, and the musical splash of the sea, and the quiet breathing of the wind, the solitude and space of the steppes, the melodies of a mournful storm, And the eternal snow of the desert mountains, And the shadow of the forests, and the inviting noise... And we are in a hurry to live at that time, We look forward impatiently And we want to know the prospect of a new life in advance. And meanwhile, like a meteor, the imagination goes out, And in the book of life the young gaze meets sad pictures; In the soul there is a struggle of deep faith and doubt, and now the careless years take a different direction.
The act of life is lived - and now another scene is before our eyes:
For the heart, a period of loss Comes with ardent passions; In place of the dreams we have forgotten, Under the masquerade motley, We find the source of tears In the bleak reality, And, not knowing how to reconcile Need with the dignity of freedom, We begin to notice Contradictions in nature, Not recognizing miracles in it. And how many sad reflections interest awakens in us Various impressions: The depravity tolerated in society And the malice of sophisticated gossip, Their bitter meaning and result, And the purpose of modern questions!.. Then this rut Leads us to new phenomena.
Here is the last act of existence, With its harsh meaning:
Here our pitiful fate is deprived of a brilliant mask, And life loses forever And the light coloring and colors, And the attractive spring Charming lines, And the charm of bright novelty, And the luxury of a wonderful environment, And more quietly we move forward, Not seeing the hidden goal, Hesitating between good and evil, Without a certain truth about its purpose; Now it’s not a dark dream A cautious mind occupies: We are tormented by the emptiness of our hearts, The fruit of passion and grief is insignificant. It’s hard for us to remember the story of our past youth, to read it and lull the unceasing conscience, and in the younger generation to seem like extra guests with our deceived minds and hidden tears, to languish silently in melancholy, to doubt the best hopes, to delve into the question of life and gradually die.
Meaning of life
-What is the meaning of your life? - I was asked. - Where do you see your happiness, tell me? “In battles,” I answered, “against rot and in fights,” I added, “against lies!”
In my opinion, in every earthly vice, be it this way or that, there is a lie hidden. In everything that is unscrupulous and cruel, She certainly shines like a knife.
After all, everything from which a person is tormented, All the meanness of the world, like floors, Always rise most impudently On the common foundation of eternal lies.
And in this I see my purpose, To fight with her with every verse, Fighting with cynicism with prickly ice, With betrayal, arrogance, black evil, With everything that I hate to the point of rage!
I also want my line to be able, opening up dull ears, to plan dry souls like a plane, to life, to a tiny sprout!
There are people who, believing in an empty fog, dream that happiness would be easy and fun to sit next to them and dangle their legs: Like, here I am, take it and put it in your pocket!
Oh, if only they knew a completely different happiness: When, suffocated from the heights, You can suddenly give people something excited, something in which both work and your dreams are merged!
There is also happiness when on the road you can, in trouble, like in a river in winter, rush to a person’s rescue, lend a shoulder to him and save him.
And this is my faith and my life. And, in the roar of fleeting time, I will add openly and without hiding, That I am still happy in this world From a woman’s love and warmth of the heart...
Fighting, and not philosophizing in vain, Putting all my soul and heart into a line, I am full of love for everything living: For the sun, trees, for any puppy, For a bird and for every burdock!
Believing neither evil nor flattering judges, I always believed only in my people. And, happy at the thought that people needed him, he didn’t care about the snowstorms and moved forward.
From grief to victory, through all stages! And if at times he flew down a steep slope, he fell like a leopard on all fours and again got up and rushed into battle.
This is what I live and what I own: I love, I hate, I fight, I joke. But I don’t know how to live any other way, and, of course, I don’t want to!
Everything needs to be experienced
Everything needs to be experienced in this world, Everything needs to be experienced and appreciated... Misfortune, pain, betrayal, grief, gossip - Everything needs to be passed through the heart.
But the main thing is in the darkness of the crazy age, No matter what happens in life, resist! Be sensitive to grief, remain human and don’t lose the warmth of hearts...
Don't you dare die! No matter how severe the loss, death cannot correct the course of fate! Tribute has been paid, but you are not to blame, After all, what are you living for!?!
And you are destined to correct, change something in this heartless life, In the name of happiness, endless life, you are destined to save, to do good!
And maybe someday you will understand that you brought happiness to someone. And with a clear conscience you will sigh - you did not pass your life in vain!
Everything needs to be experienced in this world, Everything needs to be experienced and appreciated... And only then, getting up at dawn, you can laugh and love.
Complicated Wonderful Life
How difficult life is, But how beautiful it is! Sometimes it is cruel and bitter, Sometimes it caresses and warms, As it is, it is yours! Your suffering and grievances, Your ringing laughter and the hour of success, Your sunrises and sunsets, Your destiny, your finest hour. You live and enjoy life, Or you cry at night in silence, All this is only yours, believe me, Your fate belongs only to you. We have no power to change our fate And there is no one to blame for this, Life is short... We are guests on earth, But we understand it too late...
While you're alive
While you are alive, you mean too much And along the road of life, barely breathing, Dropping your tattered feet into the dust, You look for those in whom the soul glows.
Years, centuries, seconds and minutes, In forgotten books, chronicles, dreams, You are looking for a way to throw off the body's shackles, Forgetting about hunger, vanity and fear.
You grab a bit of everything... Leave your ardor and eternal anxiety! You were born from Love and for It, and only in It will you find the way to God.
About meaning and love
Without love, you are as if in exile, But what prevents you from loving? After all, love is a calling from above - What everyone is obliged to
Wise sayings
The world consists of slackers who want to have money without working, and idiots who are ready to work for nothing (Bernard Shaw) 23
Women somehow immediately guess with whom we are ready to cheat on them. Sometimes even before it occurs to us (Bernard Shaw) 14
Life suffocates without a goal (Dostoevsky) 24
Don't make the classic mistake of all smart people: don't think that there are no people smarter than you. 19
The longer you wait, the more likely it is that you are waiting in the wrong place. eleven
Every person needs some kind of hobby - supposedly for the purpose of “getting out of stress” - but you understand perfectly well that in reality people are simply trying to survive and not go crazy. 14
Everything you do must be done well, even if you do something crazy. 14
Live as if this day is your last, and one day it will be so. And you will be fully armed. 21
There is nothing worse than being dragged into your own future just for company. 13
Everyone lives as they want and pays for it themselves. 10 – Wise sayings
- I will swim, although the chances are slim... - You don’t know how to swim! — I’m telling you, there’s little chance... 17
Happiness is when you have everything at home. 15
Anything said before the word “but” does not count as 18.
There are only three rules in life: 1. Paradox. Life is a mystery. Don't waste your time. Try to comprehend it. 2. Humor. Maintain a sense of humor, especially about yourself - it has limitless power. 3. Change. Know that nothing stays the same. 20
The money I earned will last me the rest of my life if I die at 4 pm today. 15
I'm fine. I'm fine! I'm fine?! I'm fine?! Am I okay?! God, what order am I in? 8
The girl you love teaches you to appreciate every moment. You become a better person with it. 8
You know that feeling: you're standing on the edge of a cliff and you want to jump down? So, I don't have it. 13
Nothing happens in vain. If you did something, it means that at that specific moment in your life, at that specific stage of your development, there was meaning in this action. And if it seems to you that you could have acted differently, know that you could not. 17
Be sure to make friends with those who are better than you. You will suffer, but you will grow. 5
An ordinary staircase of three steps - matured, wiser, sadder. eleven
Never give up on what makes you smile. 12
It is only his thoughts that make a person unhappy or happy, not external circumstances. By controlling his thoughts, he controls his happiness. 10
If you don’t know what you want, you’ll die in a pile of things you didn’t want. 12
When you look at the sea for a long time, you begin to miss people, and when you look at people for a long time, you start to miss the sea. 13
If you are not crying out of happiness, then stop. 14
Girls are most attached to men who know how to listen, show tenderness and make them laugh. 12
I love you without any reason too! 10
No one dies a virgin. Life fucks with everyone. 22
The question that puzzles me is: am I crazy or is everything around me? (Einstein) 11
We see what we expect to see, not the truth. 12
