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“Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump abroad or stand on the platform and watch as it passes.”
― Yasmina Khadra, Ce que le jour doit à la nuit

“Music is the true breath of life. We eat so we won't starve to death. We sing so we can hear ourselves live.”
― Yasmina Khadra, Swallows of Kabul

“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

“True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.”
― Antoine De Saint-Exupery

“Lo esencial es invisible a los ojos.”
― "El principito" Antoine de Saint - Exupery

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

“Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.”
― Allen Saunders

“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.”
― Elie Wiesel

“That which does not kill us makes us stronger.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”
― Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living

“L’harmonie, me disait-il, n’est qu’un accessoire éloigné dans la musique imitative; il n’y a dans l’harmonie proprement dite aucun principe d’imitation. Elle assure, il est vrai, les intonations; elle porte témoignage de leur justesse; et, rendant les modulations plus sensibles, elle ajoute de l’énergie à l’expresson, et de la grâce au chant. Mais c’est de la seule mélodie que sort cette puissance invincible des accents passionés; c’est d’elle que dérive tout le pouvoir de la musique sur l’âme. Formez les plus savantes successions d’accords sans mélange de mélodie, vous serez ennuyés au bout d’un quart d’heure. De beaux chants sans aucune harmonie sont longtemps à l’épreuve de l’ennui. Que l’accent du sentiment anime les chants les plus simples, ils seront intéressants. Au contraire, une mélodie qui ne parle point chante toujours mal, et la seule harmonie n’a jamais rien su dire au coeur.”
― Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Julie, ou La nouvelle Heloise. Lettres de deux amans, habitans d'une petite ville au pied des Alpes. Recueillies et publiées Volume 2

“Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity.”
― Herman Melville, Billy Budd, Sailor

“I was the shyest human ever invented, but I had a lion inside me that wouldn't shut up!”
― Ingrid Bergman

“One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others.”
― Simone de Beauvoir

“If plan A fails, we still have the rest of the alphabet”
― Loesje

“The day I realized Fonny was in love with me was strange. It was the day he gave mama that sculpture. I dumped water over Fonny’s head and scrubbed Fonny's back in the bathtub in a time that seems so long ago. I don’t remember that we ever had any curiosity concerning each other's bodies. Fonny loved me too much. And that meant that there had never been any occasion for shame between us. We were a part of each other. Flesh of each other's flesh which we so took for granted that we never thought of the flesh. And yet, it was no surprise to me when I finally understood that he was the most beautiful person I had seen in all my life.”
― If Beale Street Could Talk