In the sea of my emotions, his presence is like a pearl in the oyster. Very hard to locate, yet very precious and still beautiful.
Mehek BassiTag: life experience pain love philosophy hurt memory memories separation lovers breakup hard breakups love-story pearl oyster
Once fallen in true love, a person can't really fall out of it, no matter what. How much ever you try to hate your better half, you'll end up falling more instead. Some part of him will always reside in your heart.
Mehek BassiTag: life experience pain love philosophy hurt memory memories separation lovers breakup breakups love-story
Love happens only once, what happens after that is just compromise; with your heart and with your life...
Mehek BassiTag: life experience pain love philosophy hurt memory memories separation lovers breakup breakups love-story
Whatever I learned,
Whatever I knew,
Seems like those faded years of childhood that flew,
Away in some dilemma,
Always in some confusion,
The purpose of this life,
Seems like an illusion!
Tag: life experience pain love knowledge philosophy time childhood hurt memory illusion information memories separation confusion lovers breakup breakups love-story dilemma
I’m just happy to have experienced life; to have had a beautiful son and to have loved.
Aaron B. PowellTag: life experience love beauty children death child dead happy boy kids beautiful loving the-end post-apocalypse son post-apocalyptic kid experiences loved end-times experienced live-lived
I am somewhat of a meliorist. That is to say, I act as an optimist because I find I cannot act at all, as a pessimist. One often feels helpless in the face of the confusion of these times, such a mass of apparently uncontrollable events and experiences to live through, attempt to understand, and if at all possible, give order to; but one must not withdraw from the task if he has some small things to offer - he does so at the risk of diminishing his humanity.
Bernard MalamudTag: experience pessimist humanity understanding confusion understand optimist meliorist
With great abilities come great responsibilities; great power comes with great assignments.
With great age comes great reasoning; great actions come great experience.
With great battles come great victories; great trees come with great tap roots.
However, if a little faith can move great mountains, what then will a great faith do? Mysterious things... I guess
Tag: age experience power faith victory action responsibility actions mystery old-age reasoning mountains tree abilities mysterious battles responsibilities ability root big assignment much great-power big-dreams capabilities assignments geat-actions great-battles great-experience great-faith great-gifts great-great-things-great-things great-tap-roots great-trees great-victory little-faith move-mountains tap-roots to-whom-much-is-given
What was to be the value of the long looked forward to,
Long hoped for calm, the autumnal serenity
And the wisdom of age? Had they deceived us
Or deceived themselves, the quiet-voiced elders,
Bequeathing us merely a receipt for deceit?
The serenity only a deliberate hebetude,
The wisdom only the knowledge of dead secrets
Useless in the darkness into which they peered
Or from which they turned their eyes. There is, it seems to us,
At best, only a limited value
In the knowledge derived from experience.
The knowledge imposes a pattern, and falsifies,
For the pattern is new in every moment
And every moment is a new and shocking
Valuation of all we have been. We are only undeceived
Of that which, deceiving, could no longer harm.
Tag: wisdom experience deception knowledge maturity
Whenever we have something that we are good at--something we care about--that experience and passion fundamentally change the nature of our first impressions.
Malcolm GladwellTag: experience passion first-impressions
I love the way folktale and fantasy tap into the roots of story telling. The paradox, for me, is that by moving a story into the fantastic we can actually bring it closer to the reader, not move it further away. It is more than an escape. When we read of the only daughter of a fisherman (or the third son of a woodcutter) in a fairy tale, we are all that character. That's the underlying pulse beat of such tales. Using the fantastic as a prism for the past, if done properly, removes the tale from distancing specificity. It can't just be read as unique to a time and place; it is universalized in interesting, powerful ways. When I wrote Tigana, about the way tyranny tries to erase identity in conquered peoples, the fantasy setting seems to have done exactly that: I'm asked in places ranging from Korea to Poland to Croatia to Quebec, "Were you writing about us?"
I was. All of them. That is the point. The fantastic is a tool in the writer's arsenal, as potentially powerful as any there is, and any tool we have works to the benefit of the reader.
Tag: experience writing fantasy folktale
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