DEDICATED TO PEOPLE WHO KNOW HOW TO LOVE, REJOICE AND CRY
THE MOTH
All that was left of the moth
which had been flying around the room was a slight haze of smoke around the
lamp and a faint smell of burning. Looking at the wisp of smoke, Diana wondered
what had driven the moth to throw herself into the light.
THE MOUNTAIN
“Imagine a mountain… From the top
of this mountain, the view is wonderful. You want to be there, but the summit
seems so far away that you lose hope of reaching it. You give up, saying, ‘I'll
never get there.’
“The truth is, the footsteps of the ones who reached the top were no bigger than yours. But they’d just gone on putting those small footsteps one after the other. It’s not miracles which make the impossible happen, it’s perseverance. This is how water wears away rocks; this is how the people of the 21st century hear roses sing.”
“The truth is, the footsteps of the ones who reached the top were no bigger than yours. But they’d just gone on putting those small footsteps one after the other. It’s not miracles which make the impossible happen, it’s perseverance. This is how water wears away rocks; this is how the people of the 21st century hear roses sing.”
HEARING ROSES
"Hearing roses is easy. Very easy. All you have to do is either
recall what you’ve forgotten, or forget all you’ve been taught.”
LA TIMIDEZZA DELLE ROSE
THE MISSING ROSE
A MEGTALÁLT RÓZSA
KAYIP GÜL
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