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“I still remember that moment, years ago, when someone I dearly loved had to die a tragic death. And I thought about all the beloved people in my life and sensed a feeling of fear, of losing them one day, because, in the end, we'll lose everyone we have ever loved, no matter how. And I thought that nothing in this world is meant to last and that nothing is going to stay forever. But then I also realized that … it doesn't need to stay. It's here now. It's felt now. And drifting apart and breaking up and having to die are such things that belong to life. And without death, no living thing can exist. It is our fate to one day crumble into dust ... and it is and always will be a painful and cruel experience, to lose someone you loved with the whole of your heart. But this is also what makes life so unique. This is what makes it meaningful. This is what makes it so unbelievably precious. This is why you should live every day as if it was your last one. This is why you shouldn't hide away your feelings from those people your heart belongs to. This is why you should tell them what you feel. Always. This is why you should listen to your heart and never stop listening. This is why you should give your all and love and love and love and love.”

“Every morning is a beginning, every evening a farewell. The everlasting resurgence lets me start anew – I will enshrine every tear, every smile. None of it I will let go or die. Never will I forget … My confessions have always been words full of deceit – a house built on sand. […] I planted a flower in your garden. We enshrine an eternity not to be found in any reality. You are the dome of my sky and my soil. In your shadow I can thrive – it gives the only light that lets me live. … I see your coming and going – but my heart leans on your resurgence.”

“Sometimes the path that leads to finding your very own self leads across the heart of another person. And when the time has come, you have to let him go, because some people are your preterite. Don't indulge yourself in reminiscences of the past. There's always a reason why things happen the way they do. And if something old is dying, something new will be born. The present is the only thing that matters. It's the only thing that really exists. The past shouldn't be a part of it. It belongs to us, as all the things that we have experienced, suffered, learned, but it should never affect our present. The only thing we can form is what is present. And this present is the most valuable property we own. And we must make use of this present. We must cherish it. And I fill my present with dreams of fairytale castles and walks in the sun that is getting warmer on every new day. I fill it with dreams of glances onto the lavish splendour of rose-coloured spring and summer blossoms, of new poetry and new songs, of melodies in my heart and kindred souls, of new colours on my skin and flights through strange yet familiar worlds and the ever anew and ever perpetuating abundance and magic of life. Because the tragedy in life is never tragic as a whole. It grants us the chance to be more than what we have been before.”

“All the people we have ever loved remain. They are our ghosts. They make us who we are now. Everyone stays. And that's alright. ▪️ If you have found the right thing, the old ghost will let you go – it will not haunt you. This is the miracle: that everything is possible – despite everything. ▪️ I have loved so many different people. Maybe that's why I feel so all over the place. ▪️It doesn't pass – it will never pass. It has been real; it will always stay real. But that doesn't mean that it has to haunt you. You might believe that the old ghost had been the big picture, but he might solely have been the preparation for the bigger picture. ▪️ Everything is possible because the universe is as vast and infinite as the human heart. Let the world in. Fate wishes us well. Who knows which worlds will reveal themselves to us. Believe in wonders, and they will come to pass.”

“What is it like to fall in love? What does it feel like? It's this tingling sensation you feel, somewhere in the remotest corners of your stomach. The feeling that butterflies are dancing within you. The feeling that you never want to sleep again because reality finally feels better than any dream you've dreamt before. The feeling that all the colours all around you radiate a bit more than they did before and that your own radiance competes with all the colours all around you. The feeling that all the people all around you drink in this radiance, giving it back to you and that everything is ablaze with light and that everything fell into place and that everything will stay in this place. The feeling that your own happiness is intertwined with this significant other who suddenly found his way into your life. The feeling you feel within you whenever this significant other looks at you in this way, he doesn't look at anyone else. The feeling that you have already known this significant other for ages. The feeling that you waited for this significant other all your life. The feeling that you want to spend the rest of your days with this significant other. The feeling that you're not solely yourself and him not solely himself but that what has changed is bearing a name: we. We, together.”

“Like an open book I long to tell you the story of my whole life. I want to show you my innermost like an open book so that you can read it. Anything that you want. I want to be perceivable and … that you can perceive me. I want to be comprehensible, like a mathematical formula you can solve, even if I cannot solve myself. I long for you to solve me. I long for you to read me like an open book. Anything that you want. […] I long for you to tell me the story of your whole life. I want you to show your innermost like an open book, so that I can read it. Anything that I want. I want to make you perceivable and … that I can perceive you. I want to make you comprehensible, like a mathematical formula I can solve, even if you cannot solve yourself. I long for us to be solvable. That we show each other our innermost, like an open book. Anything that we have ever wanted.”

“Love doesn't solely consist of books, films, and music and sharing the same past. It consists of the present and the future. It consists of the understanding that you want to grow and prosper together. That you don't solely look at each other but also look in the same direction. We faced different directions, and it's no use to stick to that. We would waste away our time. We only live once. We're obliged to fill our time how we honestly, sincerely, want it to be. My darling, sometimes love isn't enough. Ours we have lost in a time in which both of us kept moving without looking at each other. You will always be a part of me, and I will remain a part of you. You were a good chapter, but never more than that.”

“I have to write. I have to write and re-write myself in all that's hidden within me. The unspoken heart is the place I need to travel to, to rediscover the language that I had lost. I felt and hoped myself empty in dreams that never belonged to me. So how can I be with myself? My heart struggled itself out of my body, lying shattered in pieces all over the places I've never been to and won't ever be, while my head is the only thing remaining, dethinking itself in all that hadn't been and won't ever be.”

“the last words have been spoken hanging over my head – the sword of Damocles since the beginning of time I will keep on weeping over thoughts and over you wandering about all of my rooms your absence is all around me and the silence is more frightening then any sound has been before too much is truth in those words: that wonders are falsehood and the days are gone, never to return”

“Real love,” said the old carpenter to the young lady, “is a cock-and-bull story, told by an idiot.” “But why,” she answered, “are you talking in those harsh, black-woven words? You need to believe that one day you will see the light. Maybe this nightmare you've pierced inside your head is only a dream.”

“I swam in the open seas and a faceless man counted the time that nevermore belongs to me. Do you feel the same? Do you dream of a time that bears another name? You drew me in your own image and I wrote your name all over my heart – fiery lights are all I see behind my eyes.”