Sometimes, when we look at an image, we focus on its appearance. If we meet a person who cries, we focus on his suffering and not on what caused it. Sometimes you should go beyond the surface, to really understand a pain, to really understand a work of art.
Yesterday I spoke on the phone with one of my friend. I was fiddling with my toes, when I realized I was wearing laundry socks. I started crying: that was the sign of my flowing time
The most precious thing we have, is Our Life. When we give it to another, we rely on him completely
Thinking about how it would be if we didn’t care about pride, but ran into each other’s arms
Mom: “I’m coming to pick you up at school dear” Son: “I’m cold mommy” Mom: “Don’t think about it. I’ll be there soon”