When you realise the difference between the container and the content, you will have knowledge.
There are some things about myself that I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail, the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared, I can only think about myself. I become really self-centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.
Death isn’t the end, it’s the beginning.
Cinta itu bukan siapa yang kenal lebih dulu, bukan siapa yang lebih lama kamu kenal. Tapi ia yang datang dan tak akan pernah pergi.
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
Sometimes the things that are felt the most are expressed between two souls over the distance and over time…where no words abide. And others may speak freely, live with one another freely, express themselves freely– just like everyone else, but then there is you… you have no words for proof of reassurance, no tokens of professed love, but you have something. Something worth keeping.