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13.4.12

No te duermas más.-

"You have to be willing to give up your sleep (...),
if you go to sleep you might miss the opportunity to be successful."

5.4.12

FTBS.-

Have you ever been in love?

 Horrible isn't it?

 It makes you so vulnerable.

 It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.

You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...


You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it.

 They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

Love takes hostages.

 It gets inside you.

 It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
 

It hurts.

 Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind.

 It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

24.2.12

All The Way Alive.-




"They don't have the intelligence to change, once you get them HUH, they'll go HUH, the rest of their lives HUH, HUH, HUH, HUH."



31.1.12

Ambiciones.-


The average man can dream dreams of a path he's never walked.



But when that path's your day to day, your dreams become warped.

12.12.11

IQ.-


“Personas inteligentes, y a la vez felices, es la cosa más rara que he visto.”

17.11.11

Ramas.-



"No tree has
branches
so foolish
as to fight
amongst 

themselves."

30.10.11

Todo está bien.-


"Can't reconcile what I've started or express my sorrow.
Don't give a fuck about today if there's no tomorrow"

28.9.11

Interventor.-



"Madre, monogamia, romanticismo... La fuente brota muy alta; el chorro surge con furia, espumante. La necesidad tiene una sola salida. Amor mío, hijo mío. No es extraño que aquellos pobres premodernos estuviesen locos y fuesen desdichados y miserables.
Su mundo no les permitía tomar las cosas con calma, no les permitía ser juiciosos, virtuosos, felices. Con madres y amantes, con prohibiciones para cuya obediencia no habían sido condicionados, con las tentaciones y los remordimientos solitarios, con todas las enfermedades y el dolor eternamente aislante, no es de extrañar que sintieran intensamente las cosas y sintiéndolas así (y, peor aún, en soledad, en un aislamientoindividual sin esperanzas), ¿cómo podían ser estables?"

18.9.11

=.-

“In our culture we’ve been trained for individual differences to stand out. So you look at each person and immediately you think brighter, dumber, older, younger, richerpoorerand we make all these dimensional distinctions, put them into categories and treat them that way. And we get so we only see others as separate from ourselves and the ways in which they’re separate. And one of the dramatic characteristics of experience is being with another person and suddenly seeing the ways they are like you, not different from you. And experiencing the fact that that which is essence in you, and is essence in you, is indeed one. The understanding that there is no other. It is all one.” 

2.8.11

Just a choice.-


"The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it, you think it's real, because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round and it has thrills and chills and it's very brightly colored and it's very loud. 
And it's fun, for a while.

Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question:


'Is this real? Or is this just a ride?'

And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and they say:
'Hey! Don't worry, don't be afraid - ever - because... this is just a ride.'
 And we kill those people.


'Shut him up! We have a lot invested in this ride! Shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry; look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.'

...it's just a ride,
and we can change it any time we want. 



It's only a choice.
No worry.

No job.
No savings and money.

Just a choice, right now, between fear and love."






http://youtu.be/fZkhR8suCF4