Digna

“The opposite of love is indifference, and the opposite of happiness is boredom.”
― Timothy Ferriss, The 4-Hour Workweek

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
― Louis de Bernières, Corelli’s Mandolin

“Every Greek, man, woman, and child, has to two Greeks inside. We even have technical terms for them. They are a part of us, as inevitable as the fact that we all write poetry and the fact that every single one of us thinks that he knows everything that there is to know. We are all hospitable to strangers, we all are nostalgic for something, our mothers all treat their grown sons like babies, our sons all treat their mothers a sacred and beat their wives, we all hate solitude, we all try to find out from a stranger whether or not we are related, we all use every long word we know as often as we possibly can, we all go out for a walk in the evening so that we can look over each others' fences, we all think that we are equal to the best. Do you understand?"
The captain was perplexed, "You didn't tell me about the two Greeks inside every Greek."
"I didn't? Well, I must have wandered off the point.”
― Louis de Bernières, Corelli’s Mandolin

“Tas ir savādi: pienākuma apziņa cilvēkam ir pirms divdesmit pieciem un pēc trīsdesmit pieciem gadiem; pirmajā reizē aiz ideālisma, vēlāk aiz praktiskiem apsvērumiem. - Pa vidu ir untumu un neaprēķināmu ideju laiks.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Stacija pie apvāršņa