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/ta-’chen-da/ Things that are not to be spoken about or made public Things that are best left unsaid
Taceo reminds us silence isn’t a sign of weakness. It is a sign of rest, of certainty, of contentment. Silence is the best response to people who don’t deserve your words.
There was something arresting about someone who regarded the world for what it was. Even if he couldn’t see the beauty, he saw the truth.
People assume strength is loud. In reality, strength is silent. It is resilience, the will to never surrender your dignity. And sometimes, the only person who knows strength exists inside you is you.
Mistakes are powerful, not because they have the power to ruin your life, but because they possess the power to make you stronger. The worst mistakes make the greatest lessons,
You can’t appreciate what you have now if you’re fixated on what was taken from you in the past.”
Storms will always rage. Don’t run from them. Face them. Some things in life can only be learned in a storm.”
“No one is special. Everyone just wants to be.”
“Society gives you this day to celebrate, and you’re supposed to feel special and unique on it, but the truth is, statistically, you share your birthday with twenty-one million other people, and that is what’s special. The threads that tie people together are what should be celebrated.”
People are hardwired to believe charity is selfless. In reality, charity is giving to yourself by giving to others. That’s not selfless. That’s penance.
Fashion is showing people who you are on the inside because most of them never bother to look past the packaging.
Forgiving others is a myth. The only prisoner freed when you forgive someone is you.
Regret is endless. That’s why it’s life’s longest punishment. There’s no way to fight it. You just learn to live with it.
Love is the most expensive thing you’ll ever own. You pay for it with grief, tears, and a piece of your soul, but in return, you receive happiness, memories, and life.”
“Perfection is unattainable. It’s stained by the suffering required to chase it. Perfect is something you think with your head. Lagom is something you feel with your heart.”
“I love words, because they’re mine. Utterly, completely mine. I can share them with others. I can keep them to myself. I can use them over and over again. No matter what I do, they’ll always be mine. No one can take them from me. Want to know what the best part is?” “I’m sure you’ll tell me.” “The existence of a word proves that someone in the history of humanity felt the same way I did and gave it a name. It means we’re not alone. If there’s a word for what we’re feeling, we’re never alone.”
“Hiraeth is a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was. It is the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. I’ve always thought of it as the saddest entry in the dictionary.”
Ya’aburnee is Arabic for you bury me. It is the hope that you will die before your one true love because you cannot bear to live without them.
