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365 Motivational Life Lessons

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“Cred că te înșeli și am convingerea că lucrurile pe care nu le-am făcut ne definesc la fel de precis ca lucrurile pe care am ales să le facem. Cred, de asemenea, că nu este o coincidență că ne aflăm într-un anumit moment în fața unei uși, chiar dacă nu o deschidem niciodată. Ușile pe care nu le deschidem sunt la fel de importante ca și cele prin care alegem să pășim. Oamenii sunt tentați să uite și, când vine vremea socotelii, nimeni nu numără ușile rămase închise, ci doar pe cele câteva pe care le-am închis.”

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“Čovjeka bi prenerazilo kako i najjednostavniji, najjadniji, čak i najgluplji čovjek na svijetu može biti vlasnik veličanstvene i kompleksne duše! Zašto toliko bježimo od te spoznaje i smatramo da je shvaćanje stvorenja kojeg zovemo čovjekom i donošenje suda o njemu jedna od najlakših stvari? Zašto ne želimo ništa govoriti o kvaliteti sira kojeg prvi put vidimo, a donosimo konačnu odluku o čovjeku kojeg prvi put srećemo i mirne duše prelazimo na drugog?”

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“With his tongue between his teeth, Officer Wally cocked his weapon and took aim. BANG! Mario felt the bullet enter his left foot, but carried on running undeterred. In place of screams, there was laughter. The golden ecstasy supplied by the drug was at its peak. It wouldn’t be long now; he could feel it. BANG! The second bullet caught him in his right foot, yet he dared not stop. It was near now, so near... BANG! “He missed,” Mario thought initially, but as he brought his hands to his lips, he tasted iron. Both his palms were bleeding profusely, and so were his feet. He laughed once again – head spinning, heart dancing, mind burdened by his search for meaning – his wet eyes on the velvet sky. The clouds were clearing. ‘The spear!’ he shouted to the heavens above. ‘Don’t forget the spear!’ It happened faster than any pair of eyes could capture it: the fourth bullet cut through the air with a tangible screech, and the nearby building exploded into applause. Like a marionette whose strings had been cut, Mario Fantoccio fell theatrically, the wound at his side painting the cobbles in Marsmeyer’s No.4 vermillion red. The ground beneath him split down the middle, and from the depths of asphalt, he heard music. It was the Music of Strings, of Celestial Spheres – an underworld rhapsody with dark aftertones, gushing out of the earth like puss from a wound. It was alluring, resplendent and at the same time, terrifying. Demonic and eternal, devastating and yet hypnotizing, the Sounds of Hell beckoned, and like an obedient child, Mario followed, sinking deeper and deeper into the Underworld. In a perfect moment of synchronicity, the orange sun of dusk broke through the rainclouds and cast a single beam of sunlight upon Mario’s forehead. He closed his eyes, his mind at ease, his head full of Music. The cobbles trembled under the approaching sound of footsteps. ‘Where is he? Where did he go?’ said the pursuing man. ‘H-he just vanished, sarge. In-into thin air!’ ‘Don’t be silly, Wally. People don’t just vanish into thin air. I know I got him. Heaven preserve me, I got him four times!’ ‘Yes, sarge.’ ‘What’s this now?’ ‘Rather looks like our man, sarge. Or at least, his rough outline filled out in blood. Well, except—’ ‘—except this one’s got wings,’ said the sergeant, his knees cracking as he crouched. He cautiously prodded the red shape with his index. ‘This ain’t blood, either.’ ‘Sir?’ The sergeant shoved the finger in his mouth. ‘Theatrical red paint.”

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“Vivian, look!’ chirped Kate, looking up at the amber skies. ‘It’s a sundog!’ Vivian stared into the waking light of Christmas dawn and saw not one, but two rising suns. ‘They’re rare, these. Must be the low-hanging ice crystals creating an echo. A mirror to the sun.’ Like an enormous blade of Æbe’trax, the parhelion had parted the sky in two sectors – one small and made out of dawn, the other large and moulded by nightfall. Each side was dominated by its own mirror-sun, strung across the low firmament like two Christmas baubles. Vivian squinted. The larger sun was grazed by a shadow.”

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“There will be times when no one shares words of encouragement or compliments you for your exceptional work. But be kind to yourself and speak words that spark encouragement. Be self-motivated and keep bouncing back from obstacles.”

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